"W-Wait…" Aaron wheezed, his cheeks flushed under the pressure of her bloodlust, "Y-You are not a human…"
Mrs Clint cackled, "You're a smart man indeed." she said sarcastically, "Then you should know why you're being killed right? It's not your fault, not mine either. Blame luck."
How casually she talked about death pissed Aaron to no end, his heart racing as his mind flickered with ideas, thinking of the ways how he could get this maniac off his back.
He thought that she was just the ice cold mentality teacher that was very strict, those kinds that appeared beyond delectable in the fantasy, but the reality turned out to be much different.
She wasn't cold, not even close. She was just a psychotic monster hiding in the skin of humans and biding time for some reason that he didn't know of.
"You don't want anyone to find out that you're not a human, right?" he asked, staring into her serpentine eyes, trying his best not to scrunch back in fear.
