“Don’t you try it! I am not letting you out of my sight, let alone get away from me.” Shirou’s well toned body allowed him to make a decent pace behind the crazed serial killer, his eyes more akin to burn embers then their normal calm hue. He would stop her, no matter how much it destroyed h…
She stopped. She had just stopped after mocking him and was now wiping away her nose after sneezing. But he couldn’t stop, he had no choice. The rope went taught, the blade was dropped, Shirou went for the neck.
“Ahhhh!”
✁ - -『H-huh...Wh-Wh-What’s tha-ahhHHHHHHHH!!』Fukawa turned to the stranger charging towards her and let out a terrified shriek, as they suddenly gripped onto her neck. Safety scissors discarded onto the ground, she scratched desperately at their hands, letting out choked noises. In these moments, she looked nothing like a coldblooded serial killer, instead harboring the soft and scared eyes of a normal high school girl.- -
✁ - -『P..Please...S-S-Stop....』She coughed out, barely, all the previous strength and skill that syo seemed to possess gone to the wind, leaving her defenseless.- -















