Schizoid ⚣tk

Prologue

He slowly makes his way towards, eyeing me up and down as if I was his prey. Intimated by his presence, I felt my knees weaken and dropped to the carpet. I knew for a fact, it wasn't fear that had made me react this way. Astonished by his alluring beauty, I didn't realize he was walking closer to me until I saw an approaching shadow. He crouched down in front of me and extended his arms towards me, smearing my face with the crimson red blood. Startled by the sudden chill, I felt my breathing accelerate. I felt myself giving in to his gentle touches. His soft caress tempted me to lean further into his hand wanting to preserve every comfort I felt with his contact. Despite the thick, sticky blood on his hand, I loved the coldness of his hand against my warm cheeks. Snapping out of my reverie, I looked up at him. He smiled, but it was a deranged smile. He looked straight into my eyes with his dilated pupil that simply just screams insanity.

He reached for the bloody knife he dropped earlier and smiled wickedly. He looked me in the eye one last time before he started to draw a beautiful design along collarbones. I screamed out in pain but he continued to draw, smiling as he finished the last stroke. The mysterious boy leaned towards me and whispered into my ears.

But I couldn't remember what he had said.

He pulled back and stood up, but my eyes were glued to him. I couldn't look away. No, my body wouldn't allow me to look away, hoping to burn the image of him into my head. He looked down at me with his cold, cold eyes and I felt adrenaline running down my spine.

I loved it.

He was the most beautiful human I've ever seen. Tainted with the blood of my own parents, but I didn't care at all because at the mere age of 10.

I fell in love.
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Edited by: _blatherskite

-topkook

-killer tae

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