His Head Smiled at Me

At breakfast, my deskmate complained that the filling in the cafeteria's pork buns was getting stranger and stranger, but I thought they tasted especially delicious.

During class, the teacher suddenly opened a huge, blood-red mouth and swallowed the student in the front row. I was the only one in the class taking notes diligently.

My deskmate curled up on the floor, clutching their own head. The blood flowing from their severed neck made me feel hungry.

I finally realized I might not be human either...

Theme: When the abnormal becomes normal, assimilation is the only rule for survival.