"Kill him," An unearthly voice rose from the back of my head. It is my mission to kill this man. My first mission.

  My arms shook at the thought of taking away a life. The man I have to kill took many lives away before, so it should be easy to pull the trigger, but seeing a man beg for his life, drains away my confidence.

  But I have to be strong, I was trained to become a fighter, a killer. 

  My parents sold me, I am an unwanted child. Now since these people with black suits took me in, they have made me what I become, they have given me shelter, but with a great price. To kill people.

"Kill him," The voice spoke again, I have to. I pulled the trigger, and for a split second, I hear a cry. Then it all went silent.

  I have become a murderer.

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  As a test subject, Lina (You)  has been made a killer, one of the best. She is now starting a new high school, but compared to her old highschool -she went to a private high school-  being in a public high school means there will be more people... Maybe even more to kill.

  Killing people has made her money, has given her shelter, has become a part of her life. After she has killed her first victim in middle school she does not feel anything anymore, her heart has sealed her feelings, as she was trained to do so. 

  The people in black would tell her not to cry, especially not to cry for others death. Crying was forbidden, 'having fun' was forbidden, and loving was forbidden.

  If she crossed the line, it would be death. But to her, living was death itself.

A/N~Hayyyy I've come back to make a new story!!! This kind of story is wayyy off my genre list, I do not write these kinds of storylines so please bear with me if I do something 'wrong'.