My Brain Seems to Be Sick

Chen Mo felt that he was a freak since he was a child. He never liked those boring childish games. He chose to ignore even Qingmei's expressions of love, but he was quite obsessed with anatomy and psychology. Until he witnessed a death when he was 10 years old, his brain was like an island receiving chaotic signals. The noise in his brain never stopped for a moment until he took a class on ecological chain predation in his sophomore year. On the podium, the voice of the most beautiful professor in the hospital was distorted, and he seemed to see Are those sharp teeth? ; On the seats, the classmates cast hungry glances. Their body shapes seemed to have changed, or their heads, or hands, or arms... Everything was wrong. When he fled back to his dormitory, a "gift" was waiting for him quietly - one after another of human teeth stained with blood, and the evil consequences of each one were made into necklaces. Is that death?