Katsuro looked on in a disinterested gaze as all of the students began to sit down, he was unpopular with them from the start. As a self-proclaimed genius, he made it a point to get all of the best grades in class and degrade and humiliate anyone who dared to stand in his way. But there was only one person who couldn't be degraded before him: Simeria Ceceilia, often times she would either come out ahead or second on the test scores and assignments. It kind of felt like a Madara thing from Naruto, he admires her and envies her talents but she's also the woman he hates the most. His eyes glared in anger, just thinking about her as he looked at his diary for some type of edge and instead he happens to read something to worsen his mood....
'8:10, an idiot has the nerve to throw something at me. How dare any student think of himself as higher than me!? I'll teach him personally!'
And it was so, a male student muttered under his breath but loud enough for those sitting close to him to hear "You're not as smart or as well off as you think you are, you arrogant jerk!" And he threw the hard spitball paper but since Katsuro knew it was coming, he reached his hand out, grabbed it and then he turned his head around to stare the student in the eyes.
At this point, Katsuro's eyes and attitude changed into the psychotic gothic mode as his eyes were in a trance state as he crushed the ball until it shrunk in size and then he let the ball go, stepping on it violently as he walked towards the student and continued to stare at him violently. The stares were freaking out the student as he utters. "W-What do you want, you freak!?"
His eyes widened even further at his calling him out of name and he grabbed the collar of his shirt violently and thrust him hard against the wall. "Say anything more...and you'll end up like that paper on the floor, got it?"
"As a result of your insolence, from now on you're my slave. You'll obey everything I say or I'll make your life a living hell."
"I'm not scared of you, Katsuro Kaneko! The teachers might think you're some kind of teacher's pet but we all know the truth about you...That you don't acknowledge anybody...." At this point, Katsuro noticed the pencil on the student's desk and he took the pencil and pushed it hard into the student's skin, making him scream and bleed.
"I acknowledge you least of all...You're merely my slave now, slaves don't...talk back!" At the words 'talk back', Katsuro let his new toy drop to the floor and calculating the moment he would fall to the floor pelvis first, he kicked his testicles hard making him scream even more and kneel over.
Katsuro's dark side, having been perfectly satisfied disappeared. His eyes returned to normal and as the teacher walked in the room, she asked. "What happened with Izaki-kun?" "He just fell, I happened to pick him up right?"
The words were put in such a way that they echoed to the entire class but especially to Izaki as he whispered "H-Hai....."
1/30/2012-School, Lunchtime.
As he walked to the line as the line progressed, he started hearing rumors or what in reality was the truth about what happened. With a few exaggerations here or there, he sighed and chuckled to himself in his mind. "It's funny how people try to dramatize a story to make it better then it is." He uttered to himself and a different male student also laughed and approached him. "Right? I can't believe someone as honorable as you would do something like that."
"It goes without saying" His psychopathic-lying impressed even him as he eventually got his lunch and sat alone in a corner near the windows where the sun embraced him.