Diana

Getting inside the room. All her mates were already asleep; fear gripped her heart as the thought of what she was asked to carry out surface in her mind. She knew she could get close enough to inject the girls with the needle. After checking it, she finds them as the same size as the ones Aroma gave her for her cold.

She knew she didn't even feel anything when it got poked into her skin, it's so tiny that she finds it outrageous on how the effect got into it. They treated her so well that she could get close and get the deed done and..

'What were you thinking Diana?' She asked in her head as those thoughts crossed her mind. These people treated her well, she's not confident to do them harm just to escape death from that man.

She cried silently, as she sat on her bed with the needle case and remote in her hand. The person managed to get his hand on this important object, 'could he be an instructor?' She thought.

'Those people thought they were safe, they had no idea there is someone trying to do them harm, could he be a spy from the enemy side? Could he be one of the Senior? Trainees?' A lot of questions filled her mind, but she assured herself not to panic too much for now, she still has three days to find the culprit.

She knew that, for the person to lose three teeth, for her to get blood on her hair; the person mouth will be the first key to finding who it was.

She's not allowed to tell anyone, but what if she finds out his identity? Wouldn't that be easy for the person she told to get him before he could hurt her? She will be safe after right?

Diana couldn't fall asleep, afraid others will wake and notice the items on her, which she doubted but they were items she was asked to kill two out of them, who wouldn't have that feeling.

At exactly 4am, she stood up as she saw 3 seniors appear at the door. She felt relieved that the senior will be taking them today. Aroma is not around, which is fortunate and unfortunate for her at the same time.

If she's around, she might be able to tell her about the traitor in here, because she trusted her completely and has witnessed her prowess, which is why it's unfortunate for her.

It's fortunate because she will have to train by herself today, which provide her with enough time to find out who the person is and be able to tell someone with confidence, be able to point fingers, be able to stay safe without having to hurt someone in return.

Her mind wandered on who Maniac is for the person to threatened her with his/her life, she wondered who it could be that she wouldn't want harm to meet him/her, because the person made it sound like that Maniac fellow is very important to her or something.

She stared at the three Seniors at the doorstep and cleared them from her suspicion as they all look handsome with no traces of being hit on their face. Before they could go for their trainees who were still sleeping, without any idea that their teacher has arrived; she walked out of the room and left for her personal room.

Getting inside, she broke down in tears again as she outlined the items and the three teeth on her dresser, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looks super ugly with the dark circles under her eyes.

"Why me? am I cursed? I was starting to feel like something in this place and now this is happening? what was my offence? why can't I just breathe freely for a month without encountering one problem or another? why? why the hell is this happening to me?" She muttered to herself as she stared at her reflection, tears rolling down her cheeks.

After crying her heart out, surprisingly she didn't feel sleepy despite the fact that it's been two days since she last had a nice rest. She's someone who believe crying can't solve anything but damage the body if care is not taken.

She assembled her thought and decided to see what she can do before the deadline, to find out who Maniac is for the person to threatened to kill him/her if she fails.

She stripped herself and headed inside the bathroom. After turning on the shower, she carefully wash off the blood stain on her hair, smoothing her wet hair with her palm, she frowned slightly at the length and felt irritated at herself, at everything actually.

She reached for a scissors, arranged the hair to the same level and cut. Again it's back to waist length.