The White Rose

He wasn't your normal stalker dude. He watched her every move. Listened to her every breath. He watched where her silver eyes strayed to. He felt her emotions. He felt her joy, her happiness and her sadness. He was the hunter.
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She was a normal teenage girl; with normal teenage issues. She was completely unaware of the world she lived in. She never noticed him. But now the time had come. She was the prey.
But here's the catch. She isn't His prey. She is Their prey...........