Point of view in this chapter will be an A-Class student instead of an E-Class student like last time.

A group of men walked into our school and raised up their guns. Everyone was panicking and some people started crying and texting their parents that they loved them. But then, the men told us something.
"Starting today, We will kill one of you higher intelligent students every single day.
We will force the E-Class to watch, but they will not be harmed.
We also caught the principal.
He is also forced to watch the murders.
So how about.. We choose the Principal's son as the first victim?"
Everyone instantly looked at Gakushuu when the men went and grabbed him.
Many students screamed and grabbed onto him too, trying to get him free from the men.
Those students got kicked and punched,
Causing Gakushuu to be dragged away.
I secretly followed the men, wanting to see what happened.
The men dragged Gakushuu onto the stage in the gym.
I watched in horror as men pulled out cameras and recorded,
I saw a television with the principal on it.
"What's going- GAKUSHUU! I swear if you hurt my son I will-"
Gakushuu looked at his father before looking away and yelling,
"YOU CAN LIVE, E-CLASS! WE KNOW IT!"
The man holding him down lifted up a hammer and then swung it down.
"STOP IT! THAT'S MY SON!
LEAVE HIM ALONE!!"
I could hear the principal trying not to cry.
I also heard Gakushuu's bloodcurling scream as what looked like a nail was plunged deep into his stomach.
I saw the hammer raise up again,
And once it was down,
A faint screech and then he went still.
I watched in horror.
I could hear the principal's sobs as his child lay dead on the stage.
It was then that I actually saw Gakushuu's face.
There my Boyfriend Lay.
The tears streaming down his cheeks.
The blood dripping from his mouth, which was still open in a silent scream.
His wide and dull eyes.
His unnatural paleness.
Everything.
And while looking at that,
I realized,
This sick reality we were pushed into.
It's not a joke.
The men were serious.
All of us, A B C or D class, will die.
I covered my eyes and sobbed.
Not because I was scared. But because I had no say in my future at all.
And that, that hurt more than dying.