(Uh oh I accidentally made angst oh noes lalalalalalajsajnsj)
          (I know nothing about him but idc.)
          (Yes this is a rp starter.)
          (TW: sh and attempted sui.)
          ot0 wandered around aimlessly. What did he do to deserve this? Ever since he was freed by [REDACTED], he felt…weird. The other killers were better than him anyway. Why should he try? Why should he care? Huh? No one cared about him right? The cvts on his arms were worse now. Surely. Surely someone will care. Someone will notice. They. They have to. He couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed the knife and started at it. Should he do it? Or…not? It hurts. It hurts so bad. He pointed it at his chest. Don’t hesitate. Don’t hesitate. You’ll be free. You’ll be…free…