Aiko wasn’t feeling well that day, it had been some days she was feeling like this, suffocated. She couldn’t thnk right, she couldn’t concentrate anymore, not even to paint. Aiko wasn’t able to put what she was feeling out, and that was driving her mad.
She decided to go out hunting, maybe that would help her. Whether she liked to kill people or not, that didn’t mean she liked when she had any sort of episode. The blonde never really enjoyed the fact that she couldn’t control herself, and the fact that she tried to kill people important to her more than once.
It didn’t take long to Aiko find someone she knew, once she was outside. Hiro was just cross the road. The blonde placed her hand inside her poket, playing with her knife as she heard her thoughts.
“He doesn’t care about you. He doesn’t give a shit about you. He just uses you all the time, and you don’t even realize it.”
The blonde shook her head looking away from him, trying to concentrate herself on something else. “Come on, Aiko, there must be some alley here that you could use to find paint.” She thought to herself
But it didn’t take long for her look wander back at Hiro and, just as before, the thoughts came back.
“Why don’t you just go there and finish it? It would be easier for you, you won’t have to deal with him anymore. You won’t suffer. You won’t have yo worry if he’s going to leave you or not.”
She wasn’t going to lie, those thought felt tempting, and when she realised, Aiko was walking in his direction, being careful not to be noticed by him. She wasn’t thinking straight anymore. A small smirk on her face as she got closer and closer to Hiro, until she finally stabbed his side.
It wasn’t really a fatal wound, but it was going to hurt, but then again, Aiko never wanted to kill him quickly did she?