Y/N: (your name)
Y/H/C: (your hair color)
-------------------------------------------------------Your POV
My heels clicked against the sidewalk as the mid-spring wind brushed against my face. My (Y/H/C) hair fell into my face, a few strands rubbing against my cheeks.
A couple in front of me leaned on each other, clouds of smoke coming out of their mouths in unison. I smiled to myself, pushing up my glasses. I looked behind me, and saw a tall figure behind me. I looked him up and down and guessed that he was harmless.
I shrugged, continuing forwards, pulling up my coat collar.
A gun shot exploded from my left, and I dove towards the ground. I covered my head, shaking violently. I screamed as another gun shot rang out, the girl from the couple in front of me fell on the ground beside me.
I screamed more as she grabbed my hand, warm blood smearing on it. "H-H-Help." She gasped, smoke emerging from her mouth in staggered breaths.
She went limp, making me scream more, her pupils dilating and her head turning to the side. I shook her hand off of me and stood up. I saw the dead man on the sidewalk, sprinting as fast as I could past it.
I crouched behind a bush, shakily getting out my phone to call the ambulance.
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