Fading colors ( A Frans story)

Its the family buisness. It's the perfect time. It shouldn't be this hard to get rid of his target.

What if your target was the love of your life?

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18 year old Frisk
She was a model, for her siblings, and for the world.Clothinglines, her own perfume collection, phototshoots.Then what was missing? She had anything she wanted at her feet. Yet, she was dissatisfied. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy the luxury of having these things. Oh no. She was grateful, but, she didn't want any object. She didn't know what she wanted, but she was still searching for it ,and she was Determined to get to it. She was tired of all the constant nagging of having only One meal per day for one month, just to keep her slim nature. Although, it was nice that they were looking out for her, she wanted to leave it all behind. One night, when at a friends' after party, she looses conciouseness and wakes to not being able to move, and hearing the sounds of rapid waves.

18 year old Sans

He had two choices, kill the girl, or be renounced by his family.The girl, was kind of like a companion to him, one way or another. They never formally met, back when he first was initiated into the family buisness, he didnt take time to get to know anyone. He mostly just killed them on spot.But, he certainly knew her. He watched her from the top of an office complex into her apartment.He watched her and the loving family she owned,knowing that he could never really have that, made something click inside of him. Pity, for taking the girl from her family, for taking her life. He watched her family for 8 years, the exact amount of time She was on his list. Whenever he had the opportunity to strike, he would back out. Her life was like a soap opera to him. He watched them laugh, cry, and argue .Time and time again, television has provided that soap operas will end, no matter how long it lasts.Then why couldn't this end?