I got weird stares when I arrived at school. The bandages around my head did not help my case. Neither did the fact that I was walking funny because my back hurt. When I got to the classroom multiple heads turned my way. I could feel the rumors spreading like a virus. As usual I ignored my surroundings, I already dealt with enough the day before.


    At the first break I could openly hear the rumors.


    “He must have gotten into a fight.”


    “I was in his class last year, he often showed up injured.”


    “He bullied me.”


    The people spreading the rumors obviously did not care about what I thought or the truth. They usually do not even try to find answers. It has always been like this, nothing new, hundreds of rumors have already been spread about me.


    A voice like warm water broke my concentration, “Are you alright what happened to you?” To the surprise of the class Kaede had talked to me. Kaede had talked to half the class by now and made friends, but not a single person expected her to talk to me. I was the current roadkill, to be picked away at, to no consequence of others.


    “Does it have anything to do with you?” I asked meanly, my intentions hidden.


    “DON’T SPEAK THAT WAY TO KAEDE.” A girl''s voice boomed behind me. A girl with short brown hair, a mean look on her face, and arms crossed, stood behind me. The room''s attention was brought and focused on the three of us. Seeing around 40 eyes glaring at me did not make me twitch in the slightest.


    “Does it have anything to do with ‘YOU’?” I emphasized ‘you’ setting up a conversation.


    “What do you mean ‘YOU’?” She spoke in an imitating voice, trying to insult me.


    “Well, classmate B-” My speech was broken by the girl. Caught hook, line, and sinker.


    “WHAT DO YOU MEAN, classmate B? Can you not even remember our names?” She retorted, trying to dirty my name.


    “Why would I even try to remember the name of a ‘BITCH’ like you?” I asked in a smug voice. Leading a conversation is easy. You use what you have, and lead them into your pit. Once in the pit they can not escape and are at your mercy. Tricking stupid people is easier of course.


    “BI-” classmate B started to yell, when I interrupted.


    “Wouldn’t you call someone a bitch who spreads rumors about people?” I asked once again with my smug voice. My face''s expression could be considered devilish, A grin deemed by many evil, but the eyes were the worst part. Red eyes that looked right through.


    “Are you stupid? I am not one of the people spreading rumors about you.” She said looking upright. I did not respond immediately, this caused the class to look at me like I was guilty. Unfortunately, for them I am always right. I activated my power on classmate B.


    {In middle school, I spread rumors, and a girl dropped out}


    I focused on that evil. I concentrated and activated my power again. Power was drained from my brain making me feel sluggish. The reward was more thoughts flashing through my head. Thoughts of that specific incident passed through. Names, faces, words, through these I can tell what happened. After I knew what to say, the devilish grin returned to my face. The students that had been laughing at me fell silent. Some stepped back instinctively. I stood and looked at classmate B. She fell to the ground intimidated by my aura.


    “Why did you assume I was talking about my rumors?” I asked calmly. Classmate B eyes widened with recognition. The class, completely silent, started to mutter again.


    “N-” The word almost left her mouth when I interrupted.


    “Come on, you remember her right?” I would not allow her to speak.


    “Y-” I interrupted again.


    “Kathlene.” I spoke intently. Classmate B’s eyes started to water.


    “Green.” I spoke with my devilish grin. Classmate B’s face was broken, tears ran down her face, the pupils of her eyes were small, a mere dot in her eye.


    “NO, NO, NO, AHHHHHHHHH!” Classmate Bitch screemed. The class shocked did nothing, just watched her cry on the ground. It was time for the final move. I walked forward and grabbed her jaw and brought her face close to mine. Classmate B fell silent looking at me with fear in her eyes. The tensions of the class were reaching an all time high.


    “Now again I ask, does this have anything to do with you?” I asked with my devilish grin that looked friendly and scary at the same time. She slowly shook her head.


    “Oh, then you may leave.” I said politely. She stood up and slowly walked away, her legs shaking. I walked back to my seat and sat down like nothing was happening. Everyone in the class was silent, when I tried to look at them they turned away avoiding my eyes.


    I turned to Kaede and said, “ If you really want to know, I just fell down yesterday and bumped my head.”Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!


    “Oh.” Kaede muttered, still shocked. Suddenly her eyes focused and she looked at me intently.


    “What are you doing?” I asked her.


    “Oh nothing,” Kaede spoke suspiciously. Kaede slowly made her way back to her seat.


    By lunchtime rumors had spread across the entire school. When I walked down the people in the hall made way for me. I split the sea of students, however their incessant whispering was annoying. I bought lunch at the school store, a safety circle of three meters around me. I brought my lunch to a table behind one of the buildings that people rarely went to.


    I sat down and said, “I know you have been following me, come out.” To my surprise it was Kaede and not someone coming to beat me up. Kaede silently walked to the table and sat. I did not see the usual smile on her face.


    “Are you scared?” I asked. I had my reasons, but I was scary, some would even call me insane.


    “No.” She answered quietly. Her eyes looked away from me, I could tell she was lying. However it could also help me test something.


    {I lied once to a boy}


    After I activated my power my opinion and thoughts changed. I did not often get to see an immediate evil from inspecting people. Additionally ‘lied once’, she might really be a good person. It also made me curious.


    “If you are scared, why did you come?” I questioned.


    “I want to know?” She asked in response, now looking back at me.


    “I don’t want to play games, just tell me what.” I responded calmly.


    “Why did you do that back there?” She asked. I sighed, this girl is really vague with her questions.


    “I wanted the class to back down.” I answered calmly. Though that was only part of the truth. I had no emotion through the entire play in the classroom.


    “I don’t understand.” She talked yet again.


    “If you don’t understand, do I have to tell you?” I showed her my cold eyes. She fell silent and lowered her head. She was really innocent, innocent enough to be naive. By this time I had finished the measly amount of food I had. I left my drink at the table and walked away.


    For the rest of the school day I had no interactions with other people. They were probably too scared of me. Which is weird to a point, because I am pretty skinny and weak looking. It just shows how good my acting was if the buff muscular guys were scared.


    The next day, I arrived at school, once again I split the sea of students with my mere presence. However, today was different, there were more eyes looking at me, more people did not avoid my gaze. I guess this just goes to show how resilient high-schoolers are, one day cowering in fear, the next trying to fight back. I guess that could also be considered being too soft.


    In my class, it was the same, many eyes looking at me fiercely. Classmate B was still silent, but did not look as scared. Even if she had done bad things in the past, right now, she was just a victim. It looks like none would take my words seriously, but now all their attention is on me. It is better this way.


    During lunch, I stayed in the classroom, this time only a 2 meter safety circle was present. They are closing in on me it seems. The whispers this time were worse, they were not as open this time, trying to hide it. I could not hear the rumors this time, but to no consequence.


    Another small break came, this time a particularly muscular dude came to the seat in front of me and sat facing me. In his eyes, I saw no fear. Confidence or lack of intelligence, I did not know.


    “What do you want?” I asked sharply.


    “I just wanted to say hello,” He said with a wide smile and satisfied eyes.


    “No n-” I started.


    He interrupted, “Devil face.” You could hear snickering and jeers around the classroom. They found my new nickname funny. It meant nothing to me, however I can use it to my advantage. I remembered this person introduced himself after Kaede. I smiled my ‘devilish’ grin, and his face went blank.


    “Oh, then I will return the greeting, featureless face.” The insult was not that impressive, but that was the plan. The students laughed again, this time at me. My smile did not waver and I awaited his question.


    “Why featureless face?” The boy asked. My smile grew a little wider as once again the prey fell into the trap. This time my eyes blazing with greed. On the inside I am emotionless, yet devoted to my plan.


    “It’s just that after classmate Z, you''re not worth the effort to come up with a name.” I said humorously. The room fell silent, no one was laughing this time. Some of the people in the room looked at me with murderous intent.


    “Come on up, come and try to argue with me, if you can do well I might remember,” A long silence, “Your first initial.” My devilish grin and eyes could be seen throughout the classroom. I had insulted just about everyone in the classroom. Many stares through strained eyes and gritted teeth came my way. I ignored them as usual. Featureless face then stood up from his seat and loomed over me. I was not intimidated in the least.


    “Hey, Featureless face is too long, how about Less Face. That sounds good, I look forward to seeing your Face Less.” While standing I let out a chuckle and nearly everyone in the room stepped back. Less face, started to shake with anger. I decided to aggravate him further.


    “Oh, is the big guy mad?” I mocked. He started to shake even more. I looked at the clock to check the time, one final push.


    “Don’t get mad, afterall I own this class.” I said making my words sound obvious. Everybody in the class yelled and cursed at me. I saw Less Face prepare his fist. There wasn’t enough time so I took a step back. The second Less Face swung his fist, two things happened. One the bell for the end of break went off, two the teacher for our next class walked in looking shocked. His punch connected to my face and I fell to the ground. Everyone immediately tried to explain to the teacher the situation.


    The teacher was quite surprised but he looked sharp and listened carefully. It did not matter though, everything will go the way I planned it.


    My laughter overpowered the students'' explanations and they fell silent. I stood up with my swollen cheek in my hand. My cheek could not hide my fake grin. Everyone in the class once again looked at me with fear in their eyes.


    “Hello teacher, are you going to take me to the nurses office?” I asked like normal. The teacher stood still for a second thinking.


    Then he said, “Sure Azure, let''s go,” He then faced the students, “I want all of you to be silent and wait in your seats.” The teacher then came to my side and started to walk with me.


    On my way out I said, “Let us play again, serfs.” The teacher walked next to me in silence. It took five minutes to walk to the nurses office. The teacher opened the door for me and I walked in. The nurses office had several beds with curtains blocking each of them. The teacher called for the nurse, but there was no response. He then went to check each of the beds. I prepared myself for what was to come. The teacher walked to me face to face. He was wearing a white button down shirt and slacks, his hair was brown and he wore glasses. Both of us were wearing smiles, his kind, mine like a devil. At the same time we both dropped our fake smiles.