I was in awe as I got educated about human psychology.
"But until now, I don't feel anything for people. I normally don't get this anxious," I persisted.
"That's because a part of your emotions has awakened. Psyches are emotions—human emotions. Your psyches are just appearing to you and becoming visible. Am I correct? Haven't you been seeing visions in your psyche environment? You must have seen Wrath appear."
"You mean my consciousness?" I tried to avoid the question. "I have been able to talk internally without anyone hearing too…"
"Oh, that's normal for everyone," she said as she swung her palm to disagree, wearing a disappointed look.
"Ohh?" I said in disappointment.
"Anyways, what I'm trying to tell you is: accept those feelings, and me too. Your mission is to get filled with your lost emotions. I want to become one of your psyches. Right now, I'm the most capable person who can give you what you seek."
"I am KNOWLEDGE." She adored herself by stretching her hands sideways.
"Aren't you naturally evil?"
She laughed. "Nonsense. I'm the good guy. Whatever I say is true."
"You said Phil and Love are psyches. But they look human. Then they really are half human and psyche like you."
"No, don't be mistaken." She laughed and started walking around me.
"We are not half human. We are full and pure Psyche. We've been around before the creation of man. We look like this because we take human form. Like me—I took the form of a high school girl named Reya, the Chancellor of the student council of this school," she added as she continued walking around me. It was as if she was inspecting me.
"Although… not for a long time…"
She chuckled lightly. "Sorry, I got carried away. What is it that bothers you the most? I want to know."
"Like I said earlier, I have been seeing psyches lately. I can't remember how long. Also, I lose consciousness about some certain events that occur around me. And I get angry easily. It's bothersome to cause harm and calamity."
"Ohh? This is unexpected. Is this your free will? Or maybe an influence from Love's playtime with you."
"Tch! That evil queen," she complained with a bitter look on her face.
It seemed that she didn't like Love.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Unfortunately for you, I can't tell you that right now. It may ruin the plan."
"What plan??"
"Oh, I said too much! Your curiosity is appalling. Have you ever heard the saying, 'Curiosity kills the cat'? Well, in this case, you're already a dead cat. I've changed my mind. It's not time to answer your questions. You will eventually find out yourself. I'll meet you again when it's right. At that time, I will answer all your pent-up questions as your Psyche."
She warped into thin air in the blink of an eye as she made her leave.
"And she was the one who called me here," I complained and sighed. "Why do I feel so worked up? It's not as if I really care."
I was on my way back from the classrooms. Phil was waiting for me. He leaned against the wall with his back and his arms folded.
"How long have you been a Psyche?" I asked him.
"A Psyche? What do you mean?"
"Stop playing dumb. He is bound to find out eventually," Love interfered as she walked toward us.
"I've felt something was off for a long time now. I just haven't got the opportunity to ask."
"Stop right there!" one of the security guards shouted from behind.
There was a chase.
The fat man who was ranting in the train earlier was being chased by the school's security. He was in possession of arms. He ran towards Love, who was standing close to me. Suddenly, the angry fat man grabbed Love with his arm around her neck and held a pistol against her head.
He held Love as a hostage in order to escape through the exit.
"Don't… don't come any closer… I'll kill her!" he threatened the security men who were after him.
"Just let her go. We won't chase anymore," one of the security men tried to negotiate with him.
"Shut your mouth! You think you're smart? I'm never gonna let her go until I'm guaranteed safety," he threatened with a scared look.
Love tried to struggle, but the man was too sturdy and wouldn't budge.
"What's happening? Why is he holding her? Someone stop him!" I was anxious.
"You there, let her go!" Phil rushed forward to tackle the man, but out of fear, the man pulled the trigger.
He shot her right through her head.
"Oh shit! That's no good," Phil exclaimed.
The man, realizing what he had done, ran towards the exit that led to the sub-trains. The two security men, alongside Phil, rushed Love to the clinic. I stood there, unable to think or do anything.
"What just happened?" I couldn't believe what had just happened.
I was filled with rage and hate. I ran after the man at full speed.
Love was taken to the infirmary, by the security men and Phil tagged along. One of the security men called for backup. The other went after the culprit.
It was just Phil and the half-dead Love left. Love's eyes were still open and she was still breathing.
"Wow, you're still alive? I guess that's a Psyche vessel for you," Phil said as he walked closer to where Love was lying.
"Your plans won't work as long as I exist… I will never make your evil schemes play out," she coughed out blood.
"Ooh, and who's gonna stop me? You? You're already dead!" He mocked her and laughed uncontrollably.
"I… I will be back, you demon!" Love struggled to speak.
"And I'll be waiting, preparing for you," Phil replied with a smile.
"You evil syndicate—" she tried to speak, but her consciousness began to fade.
"Oh, come on, we both know you're the source of all evil. You are LOVE. I'm gonna have you sleep for a while because you're a hindrance. When you come back, it will be too late."
Love's eyes closed and she died.
Phil followed the same route I did. After some minutes, there was a huge explosion at the sub-trains. Many innocents were caught up in the explosion, and so many students around that vicinity died. It was terrible.
There was commotion in the air as people panicked due to the explosion near the classrooms. The evacuation started, and soon the firefighters and some policemen came to the rescue.
I was arrested for suspected murder and taken to a juvenile prison.