𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑫 (Creepypasta x OC)

"Why do you always use that glass shard anyway? It's messy." Theo glanced over to the blood-covered kid, his blue eyes shining in the morning sunlight that seeped through the leaves. He paused for a little bit, as if he hadn't thought about it before. "I like the smell of blood, I think, when it sticks to my clothes"...