Hear. Break. Regret.

Always present. Rarely noticed.

Easy to underestimate. Easier to forget.

Until the forgetting became a mistake.

Now students are dying-one by one, with precision that feels too personal to be random. Whispers echo through the halls: a killer who knows too much. Who chooses targets carefully. Who disappears before the screams can catch up.

The ones who laughed, lied, and left are beginning to fall.

Each death is a message. A signature. A punishment.

And behind it all is someone who once begged to be heard-before everything was taken, before everything broke.

Now, regret is all that's left.

"You heard. You broke. Now regret."