My Rom-Com System

[System]

BANG!

The professor's head snaps back, blood spraying across the whiteboard behind him. His lifeless body collapses onto the desk, knocking over a stack of papers. Students scream in pure terror, some sobbing, some frozen in shock.

BANG!

The bullet tears through her left ear.

She jerks to the side, her smirk finally replaced by a grimace of pain. Blood pours down her neck, staining her shirt as the severed ear drops onto the floor with a sickening plop.

Yet—even as she gasps, clutching the side of her head, even as her breath shudders from the pain—she does something that sends a chill down your spine.

She starts… laughing.

It's a strained, uneven chuckle, but it's there. A low, mocking sound as she tilts her head back, eyes gleaming despite the agony.

"Oh…" she breathes, her voice shaky yet taunting. "So that's how we're playing this?"

She spits blood onto the floor, then slowly—painfully—turns her head to look at you, her smirk creeping back onto her face.

"You really don't know, do you?"

The entire class watches in horror, their eyes flicking between you, the professor's lifeless body, and the girl who should be begging for mercy—but isn't.

You press the gun to her remaining ear.

"Tell me before I make you completely deaf… sweetheart."

She leans in, her breath hot against your cheek, and whispers:

"You can shoot me all you want… but you'll never kill me."

Your finger tightens on the trigger.

Then—

She moves.

Faster than she should be able to, considering the pain she's in. Faster than humanly possible.

In a flash, her hand grabs your wrist, twisting it hard. Your gun goes off—BANG!—but the shot goes wild, embedding itself into the ceiling. Before you can react, she's already swinging her other hand—smashing her blood-soaked palm into your face.

The impact blurs your vision, and suddenly you're the one stumbling.

The girl—this impossible, unkillable girl—grabs your gun.

Now she has the weapon.

Now she's the one pointing it at you.

She breathes heavily, blood still running down her neck, but that damn smile never fades.

"You had your fun," she murmurs, tilting her head, aiming the gun right at your kneecap. "My turn."

BANG!

What do you do next?

[User]

Not yet.

The Bullet shoots at my jacket, it stings but not enought to kill me. because I also prepared something before hand. I take off my jacket and there it is. A SuperDuper Vest. And Below it some hand grenades, An RPG launcher, Ak47, M24, Pumpaction. And If all else fails, A suicide bomb made with pure nuclear.