I looked down in shame. “Trust me I know. I can’t stop it.” I said thinking about what happened when I first arrived here. I literally had to get the help of a deaf person to walk with me to the cafeteria so I don’t acidentally look at a tree and kill it. I could feel like I was about to cry, even though a single tear hasn’t dropped down my cheek I could sense the burning in my throat and I’m pretty sure my eyes were starting to be glossy. I closed my eyes and swallowed hard to stop it and turned to the girl “How did you know?” I only shared my weakness with that one girl, did she tell it to anybody? Oh my god is my weakness now gossip going around to students of all walks of life? I’m definetely already being labeled as a ‘loser’ by somebody, I’m sure of it. This … is also a part of why I decided to go with villain history instead of the other subject. Who would ever think a person who kills all vegetation whereever he goes to be good?