❝ he’s bloodied and soaked to the bone, clothing clinging to his skin while he tries to calm his breathing. he didn’t mean to do it ( again ) but it happened. again. and again and again. it was like a hellish circle he couldn’t break out of. weren’t it for the hallucinations and the blackouts and— weren’t it for H I M. if he weren’t alive everything would have been different, everyone else would be happy, he was SURE.
but there’s someone else in this town — at this ungodly hour. unlike him though she doesn’t look like a soaked and kicked dog. unlike him she’s not a monster. she looks as though she is heading in his direction and it’sonly then that he stops in his step, PANICKED. his eyes flicker with desperation and cold sweat forms on his forehead. he grits his teeth before he looks down on himself. it’s obvious the blood isn’t his. it’s obvious and she’ll see. but before he can think his mouth has already moved to speak.
「 —-it’s … it’s not what it looks like, I SWEAR.」
‘ i’m not a monster ‘ he wannts to add but stops his tongue. he shouldn’t make it worse. NOT when he’s looking like this.
She wasn’t even listening to him ━━━━━━━━━━ she saw the BLOOD, {{ SUNAKO }} got first seats to see a MURDERER…..How cool. To be fair, her obsession with G O R E would probably be the death of her…Her hand reached up to touch the males bloody face…Before she turned her newly covered red hand to her face.
…..BLUSH.
❛Who did you hurt?! IS THERE A BODY?! CAN I SEE IT, OH PLEASE, I WANNA SEE A DEAD BODY!❜ She couldn’t help but to FANGIRL, HONESTLY ━━━━━━ if this man was a murderer, he was going to SHARE a strange moment with the brunette.
