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8:00 am
it's a beautiful sunny day. the moon bid its goodbye in the sky to allow the sun to shine in all its morning glory down on everyone.
mornings are always great because they are reminders to live in the present and that today gives you chance to do better than yesterday. worrying about yesterday will always happen, however, no one should dwell on what happened in the past in order to define their future.
that's why mornings are great because they're a new opportunity for a new day.
and a new opportunity to kill today.
"don't trespass or you're dead?" he heard a voice. perfect. let them fall for that stupid little fallen sign and then go in for the kill.
he continued to observe his next victim's actions. if he's lucky and they're stupid enough, their curiosity will get the best of them and they'd want to know what's out there, right?
everyone wants to satisfy their insatiable curiosity. if they don't, it's going to gnaw at them at the back of their heads until they eventually do so. and he hopes this boy is doing just the same.
the boy kept looking around his surroundings and he almost started pulling at his hair out of frustration. why isn't he going in the tunnel? isn't he curious to find out?
just go in the tunnel, damn it! just go!
he was about to take matters into his own hands from where he was hiding, when the boy turned around at an angle and he got a good look at his face.
the pink-haired boy had slightly chubby cheeks, very plump, pink lips and large, expressive eyes that shone like the sun in the sky and not to mention, one hell of an ass.
wait, he seems familiar. he swears he's seen him before, he just can't remember where. wherever it was, whatever happened, he just knew this boy was someone he once knew.
slightly uncomfortable from crouching for a long time, he decided to shift his position, but in doing so, he accidentally stepped on a piece of twig. it wasn't loud, however it was loud enough for the pink-haired boy to hear and have him fleeing from the tunnel.
"damn it. you fucking idiot." he says to himself, letting out an exasperated sigh.
