I was the first one to enter the school after I persuaded Cerise about one thing. I wanted her to separate herself from me for a good while.

“Eh, why? I thought we should stand together to fight against Kristen….” Cerise said. 

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“Because she will also suspect me for working with you. If she found out about our plan, then it’s all over. Don’t you want to end her terror?” I reasoned with a solid alibi.

Cerise was considering it for a while and then nodded, “Okay, Em. I trust you. I know that you can defeat Kristen and save me!”

…

No, I would not save you. I will ensure that you will never hurt someone else just because you’re an ignorant, gullible idiot who couldn’t differentiate between good and evil. 

I didn’t intend to keep you around either. I’m not a weak-hearted idiot… not anymore. 

Cerise went to the convenience store near our school, while I went inside the school. The corridor was still empty, so I headed to the schoolyard and sat on a bench. 

The phone was fully charged, but it didn’t have any SIM cards. Cerise must’ve taken away the SIM card because it was traceable by the police. She might be an idiot, but she really knew how to save herself, huh?

I entered the passcode, and the phone was unlocked. I took a deep breath whenever I saw the wallpaper of Helena and Kristen together. Helena was a gloomy girl, but her smile looked so sincere in this selfie. 

The first thing that I checked was Helena’s gallery. I had to see if there was an indication of her suicide caused by something else other than her family’s problem and Kristen’s manipulation. 

But the more I scrolled down, the more disturbed I got. 

All Helena had in her gallery was the selfie she had with Kristen. Sometimes she took a picture of Kristen as well. It seemed that she really favored Kristen because she had no picture with Cerise or her other friends. 

I noticed one picture that was glaring compared to the others. It was a screenshot that Helena took. It showed her chat with Kristen.

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Kristen: Dear, if you want a quick and painless death, you should try hanging yourself.

Helena: Wouldn’t that be painful? It’s the same as strangulation…

Kristen: No, no, it’s different. I suggest you use a slightly loose rope. It will help, trust me.

Helena: Well, I believe in you, Kristen. I’ve told Cerise about my problem, and she said that her problem was bigger and that I shouldn’t be sad about my small problem compared to hers.

Kristen: Ah, she always victimizes herself. Don’t listen to her, your problem is really bad. I don’t think it’s salvageable. It’s better to end it all, Helena…

Helena: Yes…

—

Oh, so this was one of the screenshots that Cerise refused to send. Because it implied that she didn’t care about Helena at all, even though they were childhood friends. 

Honestly, I tried to keep my hopes up for Cerise. Hoping there might be some misunderstanding. But the proofs were just too blatant. It’d be too stupid of me not to admit how fucked up this was and how ignorant Cerise was. 

I opened the messaging app between Kristen and Helena, WhatsApp.

The text was still the same as before, with Kristen cursing at Helena after Helena hanged herself. It seemed that Kristen hadn’t blocked Helena’s number.

Perfect, I could use this to my advantage. I connected the phone to school Wifi and then started thinking of a good line to text Kristen first.

I wanted to Get rid of both Kristen and Cerise, but to get rid of Cerise, I had to terrorize Kristen first to the point of extreme paranoia. 

Just like what I did before, if I could ruin Kristen, then Cerise would eventually fall down as well. 

However, my treatment between them after this would be different…

I wanted Kristen to rot in jail, or at least had her life ruined forever…

But for Cerise…

I took a deep breath and then started texting.

—

Helena: Good morning, my dear sweet Kristen.

Helena: I miss you, Kristen. How about we rekindle some of our memory? Like that moment when you told me to die?

—

This should be enough to put fear in Kristen. I would meet Kristen in my second class. I will convince Kristen that I took her side as Emmy while secretly terrorizing her as ‘Helena.’ 

After I finished texting, I heard a voice coming from behind me, “Ah, are you texting someone?” 

I jolted and put the phone inside my bag immediately. I twisted my back to see the man behind me, and I saw Mason Hall, smiling at me with his signature Prince Charming smile, complete with his dimple. 

“I didn’t know that someone can be earlier than me. Good morning, Emmy.”