She ran down the street into a dark alley, taking the wrong turn. I clutched the knife stained in my betraying friend's blood, Garroth. Her eyes widened as I came towards her. "You are mine." I stated in monotone, showing no facial expression as she fainted in fear. [Disclaimer: Aphmau, My Street and all the characters don't belong to me.] [Warning: This is a yandere story meaning there are some dark themes and some mature language]