I See You [Jeff the Killer]

Part One; Chapter One, Blind Shadow

Chapter One: You're beautiful...

♔ JEFF THE KILLER'S POINT OF VIEW ♔

I starred down that crowded school and watched as the people scattered around the place when the bell rang.

Pathetic.

Those oblivious animals are nothing but prey to me. That's why I'm searching this school which seemed to be a place for oblivion. I looked through every student, blonde, brunette, emo, red head, bimbo, they had it all. I'm just waiting for the perfect victim that'll be begging for death.

I want some person who has a shitty life because they'll be begging to welcome death in their arms. Mainly because I always come across people who would beg for me to spare their scrawny lives. I'm looking for someone so oblivious and delinquent, so torturing them would make them beg for their end.

The high school bell rang indicating that another class has ended, making them rush out the doors for the last period. The sun is halfway from setting and I plan to kill one of them by nightfall.

I kept my grip into the oak tree tight as I waited from behind the school to wait for another hour.

I'm not a patient person but the wait is worth it, I guess.

Minutes have passed and I lay on the branch with one hand on my head and the other one playing with my knife, humming a reckless tune that came out of my mind. The birds chirped and hopped against one branch to the other and it annoyed me as fuck. The leaves were rustling due to late fall and animals scurry along the yard.

The earth is a petty excuse for a planet. All the corruption and war in claiming countries sickens me. It's not like any of these places are worth battling for. The earth sucks, the people sucks, the air sucks, everything sucks. Life sucks, too.

As I was groaning for every single thing I dread in this universe the school's back door opened, and leaves rustle notifying me that one of the students came out. Since I was hanging in the low part of the tree, I am totally at viewing point.

I waited for an ear piercing scream of either a boy or a girl, before the sound of that person running to the door. I waited for some reaction from the person since I continued my gaze to the blinding sky,

But surprisingly none came.

Somewhat baffled, I glanced to where the intruder was, only to find a girl sitting under the tree plugging in headphones and putting out a thick book. She has Burgundy Red hair, and it somewhat looked natural since it's red to the tips. She braided it which, in my view, emphasized the big round glasses she wore. I didn't catch her face on her way here and she was just three feet above from someone who could kill her.

Why didn't she notice me? It's not every day you see a serial killer known over the world with a huge smile and a pale face hanging around a tree, and she just sat down the tree like nothing is there above it? Was she blind? Or just plain dumb?

Well the first option was proven right when the girl opened the large book she took out earlier she ran her hands around the completely blank, but carved pages of the book.

Whoa, she's blind.

This is the first time I've encountered a person that doesn't have the ability to see. That'll be easier for me to kill her once she can't see anything. But what about the chase? She can't run and she can't be terrified of me once she can't see my appearance. That'll be a complete disadvantage.

But nonetheless, I decided to get rid of her. I jumped off the tree and landed on the ground with the crunching of leaves, cursing this season for not being so quiet.
Stupid dead leaves, dead corpses are quieter to walk on.