Kill a stalker
It's disgusting. He's watching Sonbe again. How dare he? I want to rip out his eyes.
You see this guy again when you pass by the house of your unrequited love. It's too disgusting. How he got it.
A new school day, but so happy. Sanu and I are a couple together today and he's sitting across from you. And it doesn't matter what the lecturer says anymore. You can only imagine him next to you, how you will live happily. Oh, and his pleas for life. So cute.
As he passes by, he constantly smiles at you, and you smile at him. What he didn't know was that underneath the sweet smile there was a manic addiction. And that's good, you shouldn't scare him ahead of time. Let him consider you one of the fans.
You've been walking past his house for a week now and you see a black-haired guy. He's disgusting. Trying to break down the door of your love. And what a surprise it was when he opened it.
Approaching Sanu's house and standing in front of the door. You didn't even have to guess with the code. You enter 4528 quickly. The door opens.
Once your passion got sick, and his friends sent you to him to help him catch up with the program in related subjects. Thanks to them.
Strange. This guy was nowhere to be found. Although… It's dirty. I was lying on the bed and self-satisfied. What an abomination. It's time to kill this stalker.
A light swing with a monkey wrench at the guy's skull, and he fell dead. Funny. He's so weak. You can't even play with him. But Sanu is different. He will definitely be stronger. He will definitely be there… Yours.
After that, the door was heard opening. You hid in one closet, watching through a crack as Sanu goes to the kitchen. He hasn't noticed anything yet. You can show yourself. It's only worth hiding your toy behind your back. He might get scared.
And you see a muscular back. He's so beautiful, but he's going to be even more beautiful. Especially when, after being hit on the shin, he falls to the floor, trying to attack you. But your bones are intact. How funny.
—Honey, don't be afraid, be a good boy and behave yourself.
He grabs you by the shin, but the precise blow shifts the bones on the metacarpus and he howls as you continue to beat him, breaking more and more bones.
But don't just torture. Therefore, you sit him down, and begin to cover the guy's face with light kisses, undressing, and then bringing the first-aid kit, starting to rewind the bruises, kissing each one, causing new screams.
— You're yelling so sweetly…
— You fucking bitch!
— Well, you can't do that with your girlfriend.
You grab him by the throat and then hit him against the wall, watching as a bloodstain appears on it. He's been holding on a lot longer than you expected.
After some tinkering, you brought him into the room, putting him on the bed and removing the stalker's body. When you threw the body down the stairs to the basement, you followed it down. Can I give a gift to my beloved?
Sanu woke up in his bed, in a clean bed, and you were lying next to him. I didn't sleep, I just smiled and looked at him.
— You're going to die…
— And I love you. You can eat today, I've made you breakfast. And a gift.
You come back after with a tray of food and start feeding the guy. Alas, his hands are bandaged.
— Don't worry, two weeks and you'll get used to it and we'll go for a walk with you. In the meantime, I'll take care of you. Don't be afraid, everyone knows you're sick. Eat up.
And of course he would have eaten. At knifepoint. I even crossed the threshold. He understood his victims now. Now he felt sorry for them.
— And here's a present.
You smile, opening a beautiful box in front of him, which turned out to be the eyes of that boy.
— He looked at you so often, so I decided to help. Now he can look at you even after death.
She's crazy. Fucking. A sadist.
Only these words were spinning in his head. He wanted to die, but you wouldn't let him. You tortured him constantly, but as soon as he closed his eyes, you brought him to his senses.
It's been almost a year. A year. He's already used to it. He's already fallen in love. He poked you just so you wouldn't pull out his nails again. As long as she doesn't dislocate her joints again. As long as she doesn't get mad again.