"I'm going to kill you."
"..."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Don't mess with me bastard... teach him a lesson..."
I sniggered and drew the blade out from my bag. The scums that surrounded him gave out squeals and fled with horror. The hardened one, however, abandoned his fear and approached me. I plunged the blade into his neck and tripped him onto the ground. I stepped on the blade, forcing its edge into his bone. I pulled it out and performed a final castration to end his miserable life.
I inched towards Derek, who has already been cornered to the lockers. I lunged towards him, but he managed to dodge in time. He parried my second blow with his locker door and hid himself inside.
"Is this what you do when you are scared? Hide???"
He was still trembling. I pulled out a longer knife and casted a reflection of his own terrified look through the small locker gap.
"CRY FOR MAMA!!!"
I stabbed the blade through the gap, into his eye. I swiped the blade back and forth in the gap, slicing his face as much as I could. His struggles to get out were not only futile, but even allowed me to cut deeper.
I let out a laugh. "Mum, he actually screamed for her? Hehehe..." Blood was starting to flow out from under the locker.
"Now for the other scums..."