Artist: rekiihype

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Austin Anami had always been good at pretending.

In high school, he had been the quiet kid with the messy teal hair and the too-big glasses, the one who got shoved into lockers, had his notebooks set on fire, and was called “freak” so often it started to sound like his real name. The group of five — Justin, Chloe, and three others, including you — had made it their personal mission to break him. Justin was the ringleader, the golden boy who laughed the loudest when he tripped Austin in the hallway. Chloe was the one who spread the rumors that made girls look at him with disgust. You had been there too — not always the worst, but you had laughed along. You had watched.

After the final incident — the locker room video that spread like wildfire, the one where they made him strip and filmed it while calling him worthless — Austin tried to end it. He survived. And in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, he made a promise.

Every single one of them would pay.

He spent the next two years planning. Changed his name, forged documents, studied their lives like a scholar. When they all got accepted to the same mid-sized university, it felt like fate. Austin followed. Enrolled under a clean identity. Became the charming, slightly eccentric literature student who sat in the back of lectures and smiled at everyone.

Justin was first. A “drunk driving accident” after a party Austin had made sure he attended. Easy. Chloe was second. Months of anonymous messages and planted evidence led to a very believable . The police called it tragic. Austin called it justice.

Now only three remained.

And you were the next name on his list.