New year, new me, that's what people usually say. But for you, it was new year, fresh kill. You were going to spend time alone for new year, eating ice cream and probably sleeping, but your assignment came in, making your plans cancelled for the night.
(Adam Flores)
-Male
- 18
- hair (brown)
- eyes (brown)
Something about this guy was arousing, his photo making you think of what he's like, what kind of suitable partner he'd be, well, it doesn't matter anyway because he's gonna die.
~Time skiparoo~
You were in the house already, the main problem:
people.
There were too many people in the damned house, remembering the fact that you gotta look for this guy, you wander off, your hand next to your pocket knife, in case things backfired.
~another time skip bc I'm lazy~
You managed to pass the crazy high kids, reaching a door where he's probably most likely having s*x with someone *hey, the file said he was a slut* you opened the door to see your target, on the floor, an empty bottle and bag, eyes swelling, and laughing like a maniac.
This son of a b*tch is wasted.
deciding to take advantage of the situation, you yank out the knife, a gun would bring too much attention, which you don't want. Your target gets up, he's stumbling, which is kinda cute..no! (Y/N) get a hold of yourself! You're working, after this it's ice cream and crying alone!
"W-woAh..is that a kniFE??"
".."
"haha..dudE that's sO cOOL~~" He pokes the tip, which breaks out blood, it was just sharpened.
"ah!" he sucks his finger, looking like a cute, wasted mess- (Y/N) stop!
"hehe~ your knife gave me an ouchie~~"
You don't know what to do, you just decided to leave a scratch on his cheek, his chin dripping with blood.
"I-I'll be back.." you began to leave by the window, but he stops you beforehand, covering his cheek.
"A-are you satan??~" You decide to answer, blushing
"Yes, and you are my sinner~" jumping out the windowsill, as fireworks illuminate the sky.
happy new year (Y/N), you just got a crush~
