HE DIDN’T ARRIVE. OF fucking course he’d ditch someone as horrible, mean & bloodthirsty as SUSIE . honestly, what was she expecting ? too much of a loser to be her friend, or maybe just thought over & decided ‘forget it, she’ll never learn, anyway’ . she ponders before a sight of kris protecting her from spade king comes in —- DAMN BASTARD !
classes were ongoing, thus making a perfect opportunity for susie to try on becoming better than what she was prior meeting the dark world . attending classes, albeit STILL sleeping with legs kicked against the table, not eating anything close to her or throwing glares at her classmates . PRETTY GOOD IMPROVEMENT ! eh...maybe ? who the hell knew, she was so unused to this. despite this, however, all susie could think of was kris & his absence. why the hell did he not arrive … ? part of her thought he was tired after their journey, but it seemed unlikely. aaaah, why is she even worrying for him ?! screw him !
finally snapping from these boring classes, susie decides on skipping later ones ( so much for being patient enough to handle quiet places … ) . susie scurries her way during break, heads towards the main gate & finally feels her soul freeing itself from applied pressure the moment her nostril inhales fresh air. she wasn’t impressed, though. walking her way out, yellow irises spot a familiar figure which cause IMMEDIATE ANGER flushing back to her veins —- KRIS. not even a second passed before the monster storms to the human.
❛ KRIS ! where the hell have you been, you didn’t arrive at all & — ❜
she finally reads his entire face, posture & … the BLOODIED KNIFE . immediately, susie’s eyes widened in shock as she put up her defense posture. as someone who had her guards high enough to grow eyes on back, the monster could tell this was no way a SICK JOKE . what the hell is this …. ? for some reason, she could feel the once relaxing air turning far more stiff, toxic than ever. growling, she smirks bitterly. ❛ hey…what’s with that look ?! what is going on ?! start answering or i’ll rip the words from your damn tongue ! ❜
birds are singing... flowers are blooming... people are fleeing...
on days like these, kids like him...
there’s a crimson haze coating the entirety of his vision as he reaches the school building. digits covered in a thin layer of dust and blood (recent and previous assaults) flex around the knife handle as susie stomps up to him. a strangely unsettling smile curves along those usually bland features as the purple monster begins yelling at him ------- demanding answers.
in the distance is the sound of police sirens and all sorts of commotion ------- commotion kris pays absolutely no attention to as he turns his face up to susie, still wearing that unsettling smile that showed healthy pink gums and pearly white teeth.
* you contemplate battling susie now, or saving her for later.
times up. kris opens his eyes ------- aiming vibrant scarlet irises into golden ones as he lurches forward, swinging the REAL KNIFE in an arc, trailed by the familiar red glow of his magic, toward the purple woman. features twist into something corrupted by the rising LOVE count, by the newly freed mentality.
❝ i told you to run. now you’re just extra EXP. ❞
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