Vice [part 1]

The scenery,
A stage.
High school works
To graduate.

I'm all alone,
After JS Prom.
Quiet as a mouse,
Ever so solemn.

Practice commences,
I remember my phone.
I'd left it charging
In the faculty room.

The phone was gone
To my dismay,
Which I left under charge
Of the resident Gay.

Who'd disrespect?!
Such audacity!
I searched for he
Who dared betray me.

High and low,
From stage to roof,
Until I reached
Mathematics room.

Compass I found,
With needle sharp,
Fatigued with stress,
I began to cut.