She frowned.
It was another plain day before she would go to college.
She knew that college was the next step in her future, but it was just so boring.
There was a café that she enjoyed going to before her first class. It was one of the few things she enjoyed in her free time.
Taking a sip from her coffee, she noticed the newcomer.
Because of her numerous trips to the same café, she knew who was new and who came often.
This person was obviously new, but she had a strange feeling.
This person didn't seem to be ordering a cup of coffee.
He was heading straight towards her, and she knew he wasn't going to flirt.
He was going to kill.
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