This world is famous for killing and murdering, isn't it? But, I thought it'd never come to my close friend. I liked her; she was like my best friend. (Though I have one) She was next to a wall in the girls' bathroom. Roses around her dead body, blood all over her face... I knew I had to take revenge. She was my friend, after all... -story inspired by an actual book called Murder Most Unladylike series but with my own ideas.