° you can call me monster. °

- are monsters born or created?

The girl took Ethan, to her house. Making him a dinner, she looked up this shivering man.

"Are you cold?" Malia asked, concerned about the mans health.

"No.." Ethan shrugged it off and Malia walked out of the room. Few minutes later she came back with soft clean clothes. "My brother used to live with me, i can borrow you the clothes of his." Malia gave him a small smile.

Ethan thanked getting up and taking the clothes.

Ethan walked to the other room to dress up. He took his shirt off, his body was sweaty of running, bloody because it came through his clothes.

Malia stand on the doorway, now glazing at Ethans thin body.

"Something wrong?" Ethan said glaring at the girl.

"N-no, come eat." Malia stuttered. "Alright, i'll be there in a minute."

Ethan was now sitting besides the table, Malia on the other side.

"So..." Malia broke the silence, avoiding eye contact. "Why were you running..." She asked murmuring.

Ethan lift his head up, looking straightly at Malia.

He wasnt able to say anything,
he just continued eating and Malia
cleared out her throat nervously. "Why were you all covered in blood?"

Ethan stopped eating, putting his cutlery down on the table.

"Arent you afraid?" Was all Ethan managed to say, raising his eyebrow at the curious girl.

"No. Im not afraid of anything." She said with no hesitation. Ethan chuckled murmuring.
"I dont believe you."

"Try me then." Malia said, her face was full of confidence.

Ethan grabbed his gun pointing it to the bright eyed girl. Her face show no expression. She looked at Ethan straight in the eyes.

"What.." Ethan stuttered and put the gun down. He has never seen anything like that. He enjoyed the fear on the peoples eyes when he was about to kill them, but this girl. She wasnt afraid of him. Her eyes show no fear.

"You killed someone didnt you." Malia asked firmly as she continued to eat.

Ethan throw his notebook on the table, infront of the girl. "I kept track how many."

The girl glared at Ethan, picking up the notebook. Malia opened the book, she read all the names, she wasnt confused, she was acting normally, which made Ethan concerned.

"The whole police station?" She asked, putting the notebook down.

"Along with my parents, thats why i was running.." He said, his face frowning.

Malia got up, walking straight to Ethan. She pulled him into a tight hug, not letting go.

"Who were you before they broke you?" Malia asked, her fingertips brushing through Ethans soft, messy hair.

Ethan said nothing.

"Well, Ethan. You can live here, hide here. You can be here until everything is okay." Malia said while she was about to walk back to her place but Ethan grabbed her hand.

"Wait."

"Mhm?"

"I dont need a house, no food, no clean clothes now. I need one thing.
Will you help me?" Ethan was now staring at Malia.

"Monster." Malia said, letting go of Ethans shaky hand.

"Why."

"I see you."

"Whatever. Are monsters born or created..?" Sungjae murmured as he stood up.

"They are created, until you stop being a one." Malia said, picking up the leftover foods and putting them on the fridge.

Ethan walked behind the girl, his lips were now on almost the girls neck. "Will you help me?" Ethan whispered, giving shivers to Malias full body.

"If you want me to."