Everything is so damn loud.

The sound of kids yelling in the classroom is like shoving a chainsaw into someone's ears. Well, at least for me it is. Stupid brats.

"Grrrrr..." I slap my hands over my mouth, muffling the low growl that threatens to escape. Its graduation day and everyone just got their teams. So the teacher doesn't give two shits. Everyone is running around screaming like a bunch of fuck nuggets.

Chickens with their heads cut off, I swear. This is ear rape for me.

Oh, and the smell. The smell of this sweaty classroom full of sweaty fucking children and guys covered in axe and girls covered in layers of the most nauseating perfume.

What the fuck.

Okay. So I maaaay be having a bad day here.

Ok. I'm having the shittiest day of the month. I'm ready to shove a piece of metal through my skull and into my brain cavity.

Fucking clan issues.

Ya know, you never truly know a sucky day till your in heat and surrounded by a bunch or screaming sweaty children whom sound and smell about 80-200 times stronger than they do to a normal human being. Oh, and did I mention the part about trying not to turn into a ravenous beast and mauling the body of everyone in the damn building to pieces?

Oh, I didn't? Well now I fucking did.

Long story short, today is a shitty day.

But at the same times, it's a good day. Because today is the day that I leave this place. I leave, and finally join my ninja squad of kids I've never talked to before in my life-

God help me.