Mark picked up his black panties. "Black is the color of mystery, secrecy, and evil," he whispered to himself mysteriously, secretly, and evilly.

He put on the girl's uniform again, because fuck wearing pants.

He studied his bulletin of senpai pictures for an hour, then realized he needed to go to school to kill a rival and see his real senpai in his sweet flesh.

❀

He arrived half an hour before classes began at the front gate to find a group of social butterflies talking in hushed whispers, glancing around furtively. He hid behind a bush and listened.

"What's going on?" Tyler asked seriously, walking up to the circle, Ethan in tow.

Matt Watson sighed, "Robin's missing."

"No!" Ethan yelped.

Signe dragged a hand through her short brown hair, "I looked everywhere, and I know Jack must be worried sick."

"I'm sure it's fine," Amy murmured, patting her back.

Then Ryan Magee spoke up, sounding scared, "Guys, I guess you haven't heard yet, but you know Anthony and Ian, the two weirdos who used to call themselves Smosh in the other group?"

"Yeah?" Felix asked, nervously fidgeting with his skirt.

"They're missing too."

They all gasped as one.

"So absolutely nobody has heard of Robin?" Signe demanded. "Or any of the other missing people?"

Everyone shook their heads, and she deflated. "Now four people are gone. What is wrong with this school?"

Felix flinched, burying his face in his hands.

Ken patted his arm, murmuring, "Bro, it's okay, it's okay."

Amy took Signe's hand, "We'll find Robin and the others, don't worry."

Meanwhile, Mark was in a state of agitation. There were too many witnesses around, and he couldn't kill them. But then, he figured that killing them would only draw more attention to the missing students.

How annoying.

He rushed over to the plaza to find his senpai.

On his way, he passed PJ, who was murmuring something.

"What's happened?" Mark asked curiously.

"Nothing," PJ shook his head, looking sad, "Jack just pushed me away. He's really upset about Robin. I think he wants to be left alone."

More careful now, Mark stepped out onto the plaza. As always, Jack was still playing on his Nintendo DS by himself, though he seemed very distracted, and his eyes weren't moving as he played the game.

After doing a lot of breathing exercises and random yoga to warm himself up, Mark sat down next to Jack, managing to not fall into the fountain like an idiotic goober.

Jack looked up, and Mark saw that he hadn't even been playing at all. "Top of the mornin to ya, Mark."

"Are you okay?" Mark whispered, then realized his voice was squeaking and his words were practically inaudible. He tried again, clearing his throat beforehand, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah...no. My friend Robin's gone missing and I just...I feel like it's my fault. I shoulda looked for him when he didn't come meet me, and then didn't call me back."

Mark smiled assuringly at his selfless senpai, reaching out to pat his shoulder. "H-hey...it's not your fault. You didn't know he was in trouble. Plus, who knows? He could be completely fine." He took great pleasure at touching senpai's body and started ingraining it into his memory forever.

Jack bit his lip, "You said he went home, right?"

Mark shrugged, still not moving his hand, "I saw him walk out of the school, that's it."

His senpai put his game down and rubbed his face tiredly. "Robin was one of my best friends here..."

"I can be your friend, too," Mark said eagerly, while trying to not sound eager.

"That would be nice..." Jack murmured.

Probably a little too quickly, Mark spread his arms for a hug, and Jack fell into them.

They stayed like that for a while, Mark possessively holding his senpai. He was so frail and warm.

Hours too soon, Jack started to pull away, laughing a little, "You hug really tightly."

Mark felt his face flame up like his hair, "Um, y-y-yeah."

Jack hopped to his feet, picked up his game, and messed with his green hair a little. Mark watched, mesmerized. Jack grinned, "Well, we should get ta class. It was very nice talking to ya, Mark."

He nodded dreamily, hearts in his eyes, watching his adorable senpai leave.

❀

When Mark walked out of Biology, he noticed some of the students were giving him strange looks.

He tried to Compliment Ethan, but he just got shifty eyes and a small "thanks, wowie" in reply. And on top of that, Tyler watched him a little too closely.

Mark slowly realized that perhaps his reputation was getting low.

He texted Info-kun.

What's going on? People are ignoring me

Someone is gossiping about you. I know who. And they're also today's rival...

Who?!

Five panty shots. Consider this me testing our alliance.

Are you serious? I'm the one helping you

I'm helping you too.

They'll probably confess to your senpai today, and then you'll never have him.

OK you win

But fuck you

Punching a wall wasn't going to do any good, but that's what he did. After wailing and jumping around, nursing his poor hand, he got to business.

The gym class was swimming in the outdoor pool, and that gave Mark plenty of opportunities to hide out in the changing rooms and snap a couple of questionable photos of girls in their swimsuits.

He sent them to Info-kun, who grudgingly accepted them.

It's PJ

Mark glared at his screen. PJ. Of course it was the guy who was best friends with Felix. And he knew Jack had recently moved to his neighborhood too.

He thumbed an angry reply,

Where is he now??

Five panty shots

Fuck you

Not interested.

Mark jammed his phone into his pocket, not taking any more of Info-kun's crap. He would just have to ask around and find the blabbermouth Brit Shit himself.

He wandered the hallways until he encountered a tall guy with straight black hair who didn't seem to mind him.

Mark took a quick picture and sent it to Info-kun.

Name - Philip "Phil" Michael Lester
Quote - "I think you almost broke the sound barrier!"
Club - Science Club
Persona - Social butterfly
Crush - Dan

"Hello," Mark greeted, "I just want to say that you look lovely today. Your galaxy shirt is very cool."

Phil grinned, "Hey, thanks! I like your outfit!"

"Do you know where I can find PJ?"

"Oh, he's my friend. He said something about losing his fidget spinner and trying to find it."

That wasn't very helpful, but Mark thanked him anyway. He glanced at the door Phil was hanging around in front of, "What are you doing outside the..." he looked at the sign, "the Occult Club?"

Phil blushed crimson, "Um, nothing. Just...seeing if I want to join, you know?"

Mark peeked through the door's window. The club seemed moderately pleasant, with a dark creepy pull to it that Mark found very peaceful. It did not seem like something a person like Phil should be joining. There was only one member inside right now, a guy with wavy brown hair swept in the opposite direction of Phil's, looking like he was rethinking his life choices all at once.

Mark took a picture.

Name - Daniel "Dan" James Howell
Quote - "back to the wall back to the wall"
Club - Occult Club
Persona - Loner
Crush - Phil

Boringggg. Mark was about to walk off, then realized something. If he killed PJ, Phil might remember that Mark had asked about him. Then when the police started questioning people Phil would give him away and then Mark would get arrested and then he'd be thrown in jail and then he won't be able to confess to senpai and then he'd never be able to make babies with him!

Mark nearly shrieked at the terrifying thought that didn't actually make much sense in the first place butthatdidn'tmatter.

He rushed back to the tall Brit, "You should go in and talk to him."

Phil choked, blue eyes widening in shock. "Wh-what? No, I can't do that! I'm not in the club, and he...he might reject me." He made a nervous animal noise.

"You never know until you try, right?" Mark smiled encouragingly.

It was good that Phil didn't see the smile, because it revealed some socially unacceptable over-the-top enthusiasm.

"Well, I guess..."

Mark pushed Phil through the doors.

"Ack!" Phil flapped his arms around like a lost penguin as he fell.

Dan happened to be directly in the way, and both boys went tumbling to the ground.

While Dan and Phil worked out their awkward situation, Mark browsed the strange objects in the Occult Room.

Oh wow, a ritual knife in a skull!

Very sharp, very pretty.

He yanked it out and weighed it in his hands. Snickering, he turned around to find that Dan was trying to get up, only to get his noodle legs tangled up in Phil's and fall down again.

"Okay, really?" Dan groused, oblivious to Mark's approaching figure.

"I'm sorry!" Phil wailed.

Mark skipped over and after a bit of waiting for the right time, simultaneously stabbed them both through the heart.

Mark was delighted as he clapped his hands, "Oooh nice one Mark!" He jerked the blade out, and it made a sickening screeching noise as the edge dragged against bone. He giggled and poked at the two Brits' frozen and dead expressions.

Then Mark grumbled and stamped his feet when he realized he'd have to hide the bodies.

And the incinerator was so far away.

Well fuck it, he's gonna leave the two there to posthumously make out.

Then he realized he hadn't disposed the weapon, and got a fantastic idea. He cleaned the dagger on Dan's uniform, then wrapped the brunet's fingers around the handle, effectively pressing faked fingerprints on it. He shoved the dagger back in, careful not to touch the handle. Now that will confuse the police.

Haha, that was actually really funny. He laughed.

He snuffed out the scented candles, blacking out the room, and swaggered outta there, locking the door as he went.

Mark checked his outfit for blood. It'd been a clean kill, so thankfully he had no other messes to clean up!

He twitched a little before running off to find PJ.

After half an hour of wandering around, his frustration won out. He pulled out his phone to ask Info-kun for PJ's student profile.

What, no pic?

I gave you his name, you don't fucking need one

Well someone's mad

Name - PJ Liguori
Quote - "Hey tiny planet explorers!"
Club - No club
Persona - Teacher's Pet
Crush - Jack

Good, he wasn't Heroic. That might make things easier. But unfortunately, none of the information was helping him find him, and he wasn't going to resort to panty shots just yet. He was getting really tired of relying on Info-kun.

He re-read the crush info, and the name 'Jack' reinvigorated him. Mark stormed the school, searching for his son-of-a-bitch rival with newfound hatred.

Eventually he located him on the school roof, still looking around for his stupid cancerous fidget spinner that should only be used when you can't concentrate.

In a friendly voice, Mark gabbed, "I heard you've been spreading rumors about me, Brit Shit."

PJ jumped ten feet in surprise, nearly slipping on the floor. He hid the spinner behind his back. "Oh, hi, wait, what?"

Mark's tone turned deadly, "I heard you've been crushing on a certain Jack McLoughlin, Brit Shit."

The other boy looked offended, " 'Brit Shit'? Are you serious?! Who the hell do you think you are?"

"It doesn't matter, Brit Shit. You better not be trying to steal my senpai!"

Smirking, PJ crossed his arms once he realized what this was about, "Wow, jealous much?"

Mark fumed, "I'm not jealous!"

"Jack is pretty darn cute, I have to admit," PJ mused teasingly, tapping his fidget spinner against his chin. "His fluffy green hair...and man, when he wears those glasses—"

"Shut up."

"I remember one time last Christmas," PJ went on relentlessly, "we happened to walk under a mistletoe. Yeah, we. Jack and Mr. 'Brit Shit'."

Mark clenched his fists, each word feeling like a burning pine needle puncturing his lungs, making it hard to breathe.

PJ started getting more worked up, "Well, guess what? Jack kissed me, right here—" he pointed to a spot on his right cheek "—he kissed Mr. Brit Shit, not you. And he was so adorably flustered about it, too..."

By that time Mark had had enough. He surged forward and slammed the Brit into the metal railing.

The breath knocked out of him, PJ gasped, looking scared, "H-hey now—I was only jok—"

"Jack is mine," Mark shook him viciously, and PJ's head snapped back and forth, "he is mine, mine, MINE!"

"Dude!" PJ shouted, hands pulling at Mark's, trying to loosen the grip on his shirt. "Y-you're insane! Jack is much better off without a psycho like you!"

"Don't LIE to me!!" Mark fisted PJ's shirt in his hands and struck him against the rail again.

PJ fumbled to get a grip on the metal, "Let go of me! Look, someone's gonna see this, and then y-you're gonna get arrested—"

Mark only grinned at him, "Keep saying that in the afterlife, Brit Shit."

A desperate "hey, please!" was PJ's last words before he was shoved off the roof and brutally splattered on the ground.

Mark peeked over the side, finding that the broken bones jutting out of the body made him look much less annoying.

"Oh my god!"

Mark spun around to find a boy sporting brown hair in a side part having a panic attack, then run towards the door, "I've got to tell a teacher!"

Mark only had time to recognize the person as MatPat before another guy appeared and yanked the guy back.

As the two struggled, Mark ran over and grabbed a flailing Matthew's arms.

The other guy struck the Teacher's Pet in the neck with a syringe, and in a few seconds Matthew went limp.

Mark let go as Matthew collapsed, "What the hell, who are you?"

The guy held out his hand for a shake, as if knocking someone out was something people bonded over, "Aaron Ash."

Mark squinted at the hand, but grudgingly obliged. Aaron's grip was hard.

"We should work together, you and me."

Disbelievingly, the half-German shook his head, "You're tricking me."

Aaron snorted, "No, I'm not. This guy and the one you tossed off the roof got what they deserved." He looked around, "Well, I'll leave you with MatPat, you can do whatever with him."

Mark took out his phone to take a picture of his retreating figure.

Here you go, Info-kun said.

Name - Aaron Ash "Yamimash"
Quote - ?????
Club - ?????
Persona - Evil
Crush - ?????

Interesting...very interesting...

He stared down at the pathetic MatPat, and took a picture of him too.

Name - Matthew Robert Patrick "MatPat"
Quote - "But that's just a theory"
Club - Drama Club
Persona - Teacher's Pet
Crush - Stephanie

An idea suddenly came to him.

Mark ran after Aaron, "How do you feel about a double kidnapping right now?"

Aaron slowly pivoted, brown eyes flashing like mirrors in hell reflecting its fires, "Who do you have in mind?"

Mark gestured at the unconscious guy on the ground, "This stuck-up, since he's already knocked out, and Pewds Mackenzie."

"I like the way you think."

Mark decided he could trust him. Aaron went off to get rid of PJ's body before anyone saw it, and Mark propped Matthew up against the side of the rail and went into the school to find a trash can to hide him in.

He peeked inside the music room, and suddenly had a much better idea. He crept inside.

Nate Sharp was pressing keys on a piano and listening intently to something on his headphones, paying absolutely no attention to Mark as he stole a cello case from a shelf.

By the time he went up again and stuffed MatPat in the black case, the corpse at the first floor had disappeared, but the blood hadn't been cleaned up. You can't really get rid of blood when it's on grass, unless it's some no-budget video game simulator or something.

Aaron came back up, explaining that he'd found a trunk in the storage room they could use for Pewds Mackenzie, and that the nurse had tranquilizer syringes.

Mark opened the door to the nurse's office, only to find the nurse, Tyler Oakley, filing his nails and humming a song.

Tyler pointed the nail file at him, "Okay, girl, what's the matter?"

Mark improvised, "I got a...um..."

The nurse continued to stare at him imploringly, nodding his head.

"A...broken heart."

"Oh, honey, that's terrible. Take a seat and I'll get some chocolate for you," Tyler gestured to a chair and got up to rummage through some drawers. He pulled a One Direction notebook out, along with some other things that Mark didn't see because he was looking at the syringe conveniently placed at the edge of the table. He grabbed it and left, leaving a very confused fangirl in his wake.

Afterschool, Felix was standing in his circle of friends, as always. Too exposed, too many witnesses. Pewds Mackenzie was with no less than three other people the entire day, and at least one of them were Heroic and would fight Mark or Aaron if they did anything. Hell, Felix himself had a Heroic persona.

Mark and Aaron had also tried having one person distract Mr. Barnes during Language class while the other kidnapped Felix, but the Swede left the classroom way too fast and the plan failed.

In the end, MatPat was the only one they brought to Mark's home.

The police had come to interview everyone about the disappearances, and in the process found PJ's blood and also realized more people were missing. Dan and Phil's bodies miraculously hadn't been found yet. He guessed that people hadn't realized they were missing. Mark and Aaron managed to dodge the police and leave the school.

Mark followed his senpai home first to make sure he got home safely, then came home as quickly as he could.

"What's your plan?" Aaron asked at the basement, stepping back to survey his work. Still knocked out, MatPat was expertly tied to a chair, completely unable to escape.

"Break him," Mark said. "Make him obey our every command. Then we can take him to school, and he'll kill people for us. Once we get Felix, we'll have two puppets at our command."

Aaron stared at him with love in his eyes, "That's amazing."

"Yeah. Plus, I hate both of them. Now you stay down here and torture him for as long as you want. I'll throw you some pillows later. I'll go to school tomorrow and figure out how to kidnap Pubes Mackenzie."

"Of course."

As Mark climbed the stairs, Aaron stared at Matthew with a bloodlusty smile.

❀

Mark went to the senpai shrine and prayed. He carefully held a red comb in his hands, which he'd stolen from Jack two months ago. There were still strands of tangled green hair stuck threaded through the teeth. Oh, how he dreamed of touching that bright green hair.

Mark went to bed, and he dreamed of his senpai...