Class 3-C Has A Secret

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Is there a problem? Maybe I can help.

- Run, old man. - Run.

- We’re close. - Hurry.

Run.

Hurry up!

Admit it, you are not Freya. Where is she?

I am so mad at what they did to my sister.

Oh my, Camille, what is this?

Tell me that you’re tired of all my drama.

I…

Hate you.

I don’t need you anymore, Denise.

Because you’re leaving.

Farewell gift.

I don’t want to give you the white rose.

Hope you can forgive me.

You betrayed me, I’ll kill all of you.

Each one of you.

I should not mind these killings, I will leave Laketon.

You are part of Class 3-C.

You have nowhere to go.

They will kill you

let them see that you’re a monster.

I am not a monster.

That’s not true, I am not a monster.

For our friendship.

Wait.

You don’t fit in this game anymore.

We noticed that Maeri is the reason why you joined this group.

But because she’s gone,

you don’t have the assertiveness to do good in this game.

Secrets are finally being revealed.

In this class,

the one you thought who is nice

can also be bad.

Come.

Join us to know the whole truth in this school.

Denise, I thought you really transferred.

You believe the antics of that girl.

Denise,

welcome back.

Oh, come on, guys, we can welcome back

a little bit better than that can't we?

Oh my goodness, you’re here...

You’re not gonna transfer anymore.

That’s good, join the field trip. Let’s sit next to each other.

It’s okay, I’ll pass.

Okay, Ash and I will just sit together.

You wish.

Guys, I saw something in the locker room.

That’s what I’m saying.

We just arrived, and now there’s a problem.

Such a pest.

Who is it this time?

It’s three of them.

Rain, Teacher Pao, and Vince.

Hide the bodies.

Why do we keep on hiding?

Let’s just report it to stop this.

Do you think it will stop?

Or it will just be more exciting

to the killer or killers, Andy.

And who will report huh, Andy?

Can you?

For the record, not me.

Can you report it, Andy? What?

I thought.

Let’s burry them. Last respect for the dead.

Until when will we be like this?

Until somebody can die?

Wait, hold on, can I first see Vince for the last time.

There are three killers in our class.

They all have butterfly tattoos.

It’s heavy to bear, bros.

The never-ending insults and sarcasm.

I want to prick, beat, and kick you.

Because the way you treat me sometimes, I’m like nothing.

But what’s worse is the feeling

that I will be the one to dig up your grave.

Sorry, pals.

This is your last destination.

Yes, you guys are jerks.

Sorry, Teacher Paolo, even you are dead.

Involved in our dangerous game,

but who wants for us to be like this?

Different in terms of speaking, moving and thinking.

It’s not normal and dangerous.

Who is it who wants to be condemned?

Because of our evil thoughts.

The one who hurts today, but tomorrow it’s like

nothing.

You’re hot and you’re cold.

At times it’s raw, at times it’s burnt.

Sometimes you’re high, sometimes you’re out of your mind.

Minds are toasted that’s why when we think

broken.

Who or what should be blamed?

Our dark past,

or the present.

Or the people who got tired of fighting for our sake.

And sanity.

Sometimes I think,

is the air they breathe are like ours.

Do they eat a different kind of food?

Or our fart doesn’t smell like theirs?

That’s why our minds are so inconsistent that’s why they call us cracked, wicked,

heartless, no conscience, thick face,

nosey, mischievous, stupid, psycho, rascal, and socio.

Sometimes, my wandering mind asks, is their heaven also our heaven?

Is the God they call will also be our Savior?

Are we made like this for no reason?

Just.

Period.

Not like in the dramas or soap opera,

there should be a motive and origin of the characters

So, that they will be accepted and much understood.

But how?

If we are just like this.

And our world is different.

We are not acceptable anymore.

The future is not seen in us.

And they can’t understand us whenever, wherever anymore?

But what if it’s just like that?

This is our world.

Are we gonna end here?

I don’t want to.

I don’t want to, I am scared.

Sorry.

You do not belong in this game.

We noticed that Maeri is the reason

why you joined this group.

But now she’s gone

you also don’t have the assertiveness to do good in this game.

Nicole.

What?

Nicole, I know that you are one of them.

Okay.

Because you’re so annoying.

Yes.

I am one of them.

Can you do something?

You can’t, right?

You know Denise, you’re lucky because you should be first than them.

If you want your life to have an extension,

see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.

And you don’t know who your real ally is, Denise.

Stop it.

Stop that, many already got involve in what you do.

You.

Vince.

There are three of you, who is the other one?

Who is the other one, Nicole?

Don’t worry.

You will know everything, Denise.

In the right time.

Jadine.

Slow down, hey.

I said slow down.

If you break something, it will be my fault not yours.

Let’s go there.

Here.

Nicole, I know you’re one of them.

Okay.

Because you’re so annoying.

Yes.

I am one of them.

Can you do something?

You can’t, right?

You know, Denise, you’re lucky because you should be first than them.

If you want your life to have an extension.

See no evil.

Hear no evil.

Speak no evil.

Because you don’t know who your real ally is, Denise.

Mary who?

The white lady.

That’s not true, I just made that up.

Denise, is there something bothering you?

Is there something you wanna tell me?

I think this is anxiety attack it’s like...

there are many things happening that is...

getting worse.

I’m afraid, because maybe one of us is their next target.

Denise, if you feel that way you should just leave Laketon.

Look I don’t wanna see you go,

but at the same time, I don’t wanna see you like this.

Do you think if I leave, everything will be okay?

That

is everything will be okay

or whether I like it or not am. I still included on Class 3-C’s game.

Denise, you’re just overthinking again.

Don’t subscribe to their drama. Don’t let them get inside of your head.

Just keep telling yourself.

This is not my circus.

These are not my monkeys, alright?

This is not my circus.

- And these are not my monkeys. - These are not my monkeys.

Try it again.

This is not my circus.