"I'm sure! I-I can be a psychologist and work for Park Chanyeol! I'm sure!"
Park Chanyeol needs a cure quickly.
He's going to kill us ALL alive~
He's a PSYCHOPATH.
I heard footsteps at my house in the middle of the night. I opened my drawer which was filled with a-lot of guns, because duh, I'm a member of a mafia gang!
I seized a gun and ran to my living room. "Who are you?! Come out!" I shrieked, letting my spines shiver. But somehow, no-body popped out.
As I was going back to my room, I saw a human standing. In my room. The lights were closed so I didn't know who it was.
Who is he? What's he doing at my house in the middle of the night?
I opened the switch..
And what I saw...
Made me slightly faint out.
A man with blood.. and evil eyes...Dry lips, his hands full red; covered in blood. He shoved a pocket-knife on his hands.
He took a step near. And another.. AND another..
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