Mike

(you are a girl)

You're a second-year student. A new guy, Vik, recently joined the group. His silver hair and white mask, covering his entire face, immediately made him stand out. He was calm with everyone, but with you alone, he was unbearably rude. You returned the favor, taunting and teasing him, trying to provoke his emotions.

The argument was especially heated today. You hurled barbs, but Vic just stood there silently. Only his cold eyes were visible through the slits in his mask, and this dispassion was driving you crazy. You couldn't resist, lunged forward, grabbed the edge, and tore the mask off his face.

The world froze. Before you was not an ugly face, but a strikingly beautiful one, a stern face with sharp cheekbones and a mocking curve of the lips. Vik didn't bother to cover himself. He simply slowly lifted the mask from the floor, his fingers clenching the white porcelain. He grinned, and in the silence of the audience, his voice rang out clear and quiet, like a blade:

"You're the only one who saw my face... now you have to die... "The murderous note in his words left no doubt—this was no joke. A deathly silence reigned around, and his gaze promised no mercy.

"your actions?"