Damien's alarm clock blared, signaling the start of yet another mundane day as a "regular male student." With a heavy sigh, he dragged himself out of bed, silently cursing the charade he was forced to maintain.
As he got ready for school, Damien couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at the façade he had to uphold. "Another day of pretending to be a harmless, straight-A student," he muttered under his breath, "when the reality is so much more... interesting."
During his commute, Damien made sure to keep up his polite and unassuming demeanor, blending in seamlessly with the other students. "Wouldn't want to raise any suspicions, now would we?" he thought, flashing a charming smile at a classmate who greeted him.
Once in the classroom, Damien dutifully took notes and participated in discussions, all the while his mind was elsewhere – planning his next "extracurricular activity." The thrill of the hunt, the rush of the kill – that was where his true passion lay.
"Just a few more hours of this charade," Damien told himself, "and then the real fun begins."
As the final bell rang, Damien couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. Finally, he could shed the mask of the "regular student" and embrace his true nature. With a sly grin, he headed home, already envisioning the havoc he would wreak under the cover of night.
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The Life Of A Criminal
HorrorA regular student by day right at night the [Serial Killer Criminal]
