He sheepishly smiled at me, one hand still tugging at the edge of his jacket in a nervous way. I couldn't help but smile, he was so cute when he did that. "U-Um, C-Cross?" He stutters, tripping on his words. I look down at him. "Yeah, Epic?" "A-Are...Are you okay?" He asks, seeming to have changed the question, mid-thought. I wondered what he would've asked me, if he had the courage to. He doesn't like me...I like him more than anything in the world, but, HIM like ME? I wasn't so sure about that now. Either way, he was precious to me...always.

Killer is not in the best situation right now. Horror and Dust keep trying to make out these new plans to try to... well... let's say get Killer's attention....... I have no idea where I'm going to take the story. At all. If you have any suggestions or ideas please leave it in the comments. Thank you. And all original credit to Alexander. @Alexander