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Jeff The Killer

Y/N walked down the hall looking at Jeff's room blushing. You had a crush on the child since you first met him.

Y/N opened Jeff's door walking in smelling blood, alcohol, and shame. "Jeff you here?" Y/N called out looking at the desk in the corner of his room. Y/N saw a note and read it:

Dear Y/N
I have loved you since i first saw you I hope you accept my feelings

FUCK this is so cringe
-Jeff
Y/N set the paper down blushing, not noticing the figure in the corner.

"Don't you know how to knock, asswhipe" Y/N jumped and spun around only to be stabbed in the eye by Jeff's leg.

Y/N moaned as Jeff shoved his leg deeper into his eye.

Y/N then died of hunger.
Jeff died of puking up picking bombs