She was like a dream to him; so pure, so radiant. She was every part of his humanity that he had left behind. “No one is coming in-” He looked you up and down. “Or leaving.” "The syndrome called you
You lure me in and shake me
Behind your childlike innocent face
A frightening side of you, gives me goose bumps"- 🎶Criminal🎶 by Taemin He simply, stayed there, gazing into your eyes as if he could read every thought you’d ever had. It was then that you saw him.
Or, more accurately, he saw you. You brought your knees up to your chest, your breathing rapid. “What... What are you?”
The room went silent as the dark haired boy looked down at his trembling hands. As the footsteps neared you whipped around, holding the blade out in front of you. “You deserve to die just as much as I did back inside that club.”