As cold winter brushed off me, it felt like a block of ice being pressed against my skin. My gaze drifted to the empty sea, though the water was shallow, it's deep enough for a person to drown.

If only one could turns back the time. 'I wish I could restart this path that I have chosen.' My thoughts faded when I heard a group of guys walking passed me.

Their black attire and one of them wearing a fedora hat really shows that they want people to know they're a mafia. It was no surprise, this city was now filled with pick-pockets and gang members.

I decided to approach the mafia members. Their laughter instantly died and was replaced with a glare towards me. "What do you want you little shit, get lost. We don't want to dirty ourselves with killing one of you poor ass again." One of the member spoke up, following with giggles from the other.

My tone was flat as my view drifted upon the tower clock, pointed at the time it was 3:00 AM. "I'm not a beggar. But in fact, I do want you guys to kill me." My tone was flat. Normal people must've thought that I was crazy for taunting the mafia. But I couldn't care less, it's the only way that I could run away from my problems. It's the only way that I finally end my suffering.

Before I even realized it, I heard the gun clicked as a bullet being shot into my chest. It went straight to my heart.

I felt my body fell against the hard sidewalk. All I could hear was their cruel laughter as blood began pooling, staining the road brick. I barely felt my body was being picked up before two of them throw my body into the water. I slowly drifted to the bottom, my last view was the tower clock. 3:33 AM, what a coincidence to die at a perfect numbers.

God of the crimson moon, one could barely handle the pain in heart, may one's suffering being felt to those who deserves.

Their laughter, their face, their voices. I was angry, yet I couldn't do anything.

   I want to change this pathetic moments of me,

               I want to get revenge,

  I want them to suffer the way that they made me,

               I want them dead.

I felt my conscious regain. I slowly opened my eyes to see a familiar classroom. Wooden chair and table. It was loud, students were running, laughing and screaming everywhere. 'No way, have I reincarnated? No...I'm back to the past. My heart was now beating fast instead of being silent like it's supposed to. Each heartbeats felt like it would came out of my mouth. Before I noticed, a smile carved upon my lips.

I'm so excited, I could kill them, finally! I could torture each one of them like how they did to me, or even worse. I want to watch them cry from pain, as their blood filled their throat until no voice came out. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm so excited I felt like I'm about to die again!

My eyes rolled to the back from excitement as I imagine the explicit things in my head. I cover my mouth and take a deep breath.

My ears picked up a familiar laughter. Soon my gaze drifted to one particular girl, Fione. Her face pisses me off. Alongside with her other friend group. Right...I notice the way they glanced at me for a few seconds as they went back to have a conversation. I noticed how their voices went lower this time. Probably talking shit about me.

They knew that I was staring at them. Their laughter was loud, it tied a knot in my stomach. As if they were taunting me.

I got up from my seat, the wooden leg chair scraping against concrete floor. I stepped up to the group,their bickering quited down when they see me walking up to them. One of the girl nudges Fione shoulder as Fione gave me a disgusted look. It's like she was seeing a fly landed on her dessert.

Fione cocky smile quickly change when she saw me holding a knife cutter.

The surrounding became silent. My ears was ringing as if to cover their screams when the knife sunk into her neck. Warm and thick blood gushed out like a water pipe until it sprayed everywhere, painting the white school uniform to crimson red.

I pushed her down and began stabbing her right chest multiple times, as if I'm afraid that she would get up and punch me. It was tough at first because of the flesh was protected by the bones but thankfully my knife cut smoothly through the muscles and tissues.

I pushed the knife all the way in, watching her squirming, grasping for air that her heart couldn't inhale. I noticed the fear in her eyes until her pupils dilate and her body movement slowly stopped.

My hearings slowly cleared as I take in the fact that she was now dead before getting held down.

Everyone was screaming, running out of the class to seek safety, from me.

Finally, they feared me. I won't let myself being used anymore. I did it. Despite what I had done, the grip on my wrist won't ease as the weight being put on my back. I turned around to see Mizu-sensei was the one that was pinning me to the floor.

In my past life, Mizu-sensei knew that I get bullied throughout my senior year. Yet she kept her mouth shut and take no singular action knowing Fione father has more power and wealth than the entire school.

I barked out a laugh as my glare to her as deep as ever. I gave her a smile right at her expressionless face. "You call yourself an admirable teach, you're just a loser. A loser that's afraid to stand up for justice." My threat seems to not draw any reaction from her, though I saw her expression falter a bit.

Mizu expression remained the same as police started to rushed into the classroom and picked me up before pushed me against the hard wall. The grunt out a bit in pain before one of them cuffed me.

I clicked my tongue as they dragged me into the police car with a loud siren blazing, attracting people's outside the school.

As the car took off, I saw the crowd giving me a fearful look, some with anger. I rolled my eyes, looking up the sky from inside the car window. Finally, I've been reborn. I'm sorry God, you must bring me back with cause of pity, a second chance for me to make my life right. But...seeing her suffer and die in a slow, painful way was enough to gave me satisfaction.

"Where are we taking the kid?"

"Where else, to the vision prison."

"A bit harsh don't you think?"

"This fucker deserves it."

Upon hearing the two cops conversation from the back seat I suppose fear would crept in me. But I don't really care, for now. As long as I behave myself, that should be enough to get me out of trouble.

As Rui stepped out of the police car with one officer tugging on his cuff, the two then bring him into the building as the staff lead him to the investigation room.

Inside, was a single table and two chairs facing each side. A woman voice came from the small speaker placed at the top of the see-through window. "Please make your way inside and take a seat." It was all that she spoke before going silent.

Rui obeyed, he didn't try to cause trouble. 'I'm in the past, the least I could do is goes along with the flow. I want the ending that I truly deserve.' Rui take a seat on the chair in front of him.

He waited almost for a few minutes until the door clicked open revealing a man wearing trench coat and sunglasses. The man entered the room, he has a cocky smile. "Usually criminals would sit at the other chair instinctively if they knew what they had done wrong." The man has his back leaned against the wall. I saw a hint of amusement beneath those sunglasses.

I then get up from my seat. "Do you want me to switch seats detective?"

A flash irritation could be noticed in the teenager's eyes. This guy is one of those overconfident bastard, if you want to interrogate me just do it already.

The detective then let out a small chuckle as he waves off his hand. "It's fine, I'm just observing you. You're pretty sharp, for a kid." The detective sat on the chair in front of Rui, one of his feet rest on top of the table.

Rui was unimpressed before the detective take's out an empty document slip for him to fill out. "You can call me Detective Vixen, and I would appreciate hearing your reason for killing your classmate before we're barreling into any misunderstanding." The detective took out a pen, slid it across the table as it stopped in front of the paper.

"I only need you to answer one question. Why, did you do it?" Detective Vixen was pretty straight with the question, it's like he was trying to force an answer from his mouth in another way.

Rui face hardened, he clenched his fist from under the table. 'I could tell this old man how Fione has been bullying me, leaking my information online, spreading rumors about me and has ruined my life. But all of that already happened in the present. Plus I knew telling the truth still wouldn't get me out of jail.'

So I'm just going to lie my way out. "I kill her for fun. The bitch life meant nothing to me." I said casually. Too casually it sounded like I read it from a script.

Detective Vixen clicked his tongue. "Don't you think that your answer sounds a bit too cliché?"

He then lean close, incredibly close to the point I could feel his breath on my face." Someone wouldn't kill anyone 'just for fun', you wouldn't look the type to do that kind of things either." His voice almost threatening, before he leaned back against his seat.

Rui filled out the form, silence filled the room for a few moments before he handed it back to Vixen.

Vixen take the paper and put it back inside his suitcase. Vixen then grabbed the pen, his white glove picked it up by the point and put it inside his pocket.

Two officers came and cuff Rui on his wrist. "You will remain in the cell until the student parents files out a report to the court." Detective Vixen said in a firm tone as he soon head out.

The officer then bring me back into the car as we headed to the Vision prison, located in a deep forest and on top of the hill. Rumor has it that there are no visitors could pay the prisoners a visit. The road to the top of the hill was a bit wobbly.

"Man, it's been so long since we drove here. They still haven't fixed this path." The driver mumble, his eyes glance at the top small mirror, making sure Rui didn't do anything crazy or anything.

The officer from the back seat gives an amused smile. "Honestly, it's not that bad once you get used to it. Before I got a position raised, I always jogged up this hill every morning with them." The other officer spoke with pride remembering the old times.

Upon arriving, cold wind howl through the woods. Rui was then walked into the building, two guards came as they take him into the inspection room to make sure he wasn't hiding anything underneath his clothing.

Rui proceed to remain still until the inspection was over. One of the guard them handed Rui a uniform. Plain and white with the numbers at the back.

333

Rui was confused by the same three digits number. Have I seen this somewhere before?

I didn't dare to ask as I quickly get change.

The guards then bring me through the halls. For a moment, I observe the surrounding. Somehow, the interior of the building was fat more different from the usual prison. There's a couch, bookshelves and doors that looks too fancy for a prison.

My gut was telling me that something was incredibly wrong with this place, but I decide to ignore it. Despite my gut was telling me to jump out of the window and make an escape.

My eyes longer on the guards in front of me, eyes trailing from the top of their hair to bottom of their shoes.

Something just clicked inside me. Why the fuck would the guards wear a full fancy looking suite and a bowtie instead of necktie?

As I was about turn around and sprint myself out of the hall, one of them grabbed me by my shoulder, forcefully pulling, and another one injected a syringe into my neck. I pushed the guards away in anger and pain, but my vision starts to blur when the drug affect kicks in.

I held my neck in pain as both of my knees suddenly gave out. "Bastard..." All I could mutter before blacking out.

God, did I waste this second chance? I'm sorry, I'm truly hopeless.