Now you're just somebody that I used to know

In a windy, little grey town where it was never happening anything, a girl with pitch green eyes, freckles, fair skin and red hair sat and read romance novels all by herself in the corner of the little library. The library was always empty as the population was low in the little town. The girl with the red hair, she always seemed so happy, she knew all the people in the town. Not all of them liked her. She did not really have any friends, she just knew them in the hello and good morning way.

The girl with the red hair were always alone until one day when a masculine wide man walked into the library. It took some time for her to realise that someone came in, she has been living in her bubble. When she looked up, she saw a tall man. He had glasses, messy black hair, and blue eyes. He wore a white shirt and long black pants.

She stared for a while, she had never seen him before. She had never seen such a beautiful man. She got lost in thoughts and could not stop staring. She got eye contact with him, he smiled at her. Then she realised she had been staring for a while and looked down at her book again. She felt so embarrassed that he had caught her staring, she got all red and started to blush. Then she looked up and noticed that he was gone, or not quite, because she suddenly felt a large presence behind her and turned around. It was him that stood behind her. Oh no she thought, he was going to say something about the staring, but he did not say anything he just looked at her and sat beside her. Then she suddenly heard his deep voice ask, what book she was reading. She just looked at him stunned and wondered why would he sit beside me, when all the other tables unoccupied? She stuttered and said that she was reading a romance novel. He looked at her for a moment and asked her what book? She stuttered again and said that she was reading a book named It ends with us. He was looking at her again and started to nod and asked her if she came here a lot. She looked at him and told him that this is like her "second home". He looked at her and laughed, then he asked her if she wanted to go to the movies with him tomorrow. She looked at him confused as the question came so suddenly. She asked him why as they just had met. He stared deep into her eyes and told her that he wanted to get to know her more and that she seemed like an interesting person. She stared down at her book for a while and thought for herself that doing something else then hanging out in the library would be nice, so she nodded yes.

Two weeks later

I sat and watched the news as the reporter talked about the newly discovered dead body a librarian had found behind the library in the trash can. The victim had red hair, fair skin with freckles and green eyes. I smirked for myself as someone knocked on the door.

"FBI OPEN UP".

I sat and thought to myself, damn it they found me and ran and hid under the bed as the door slammed open. I am so done I thought. Then I got spotted, and FBI agent said to his co-worker: "the suspect is tall and masculine, has black hair and blue eyes". Then he told me: "You are a suspect for murdering a red-haired woman, you have the right to remain silence and everything you say can be used against you.

I failed.