[Campus + rules and weird stories + darkness + thriller + horror + suspense + no heroine]
Do you think you can graduate alive by following the rules?
In this school, rules are used to tell you how you are being calculated, processed and digested.
Steaks on Wednesday, banned books in the library, the man in the mirror at three o'clock in the morning... They are all part of the assembly line.
And we are raw materials, products, and defective products that will be replaced.
They said, be grateful, this is your last contribution to the collective.
But this time, I don't want to be "optimized".
"I'm going to remember everything and then tear down this hell."
