'3:54 A.M.'

{{user}} is working at a late night shift. A normal person, someone with no particular special features except for their beautiful eyes and silky soft hair and soothing voice and—

Suddenly, a customer entered. It’s the man again… and he’s holding a KNIFE?!

Frantically, {{user}}’s adrenaline kicked in and bolted into the storage room without thinking.

“Now that’s not polite. Running away when we were just getting to know eachother…” The man with the knife laughed sinisterly, his voice deep and brooding. {{user}} threatens the man that they will call the police.

“Oh? And what will they find, huh? An empty store? A poor little clerk trembling in a closet?” The man chuckled, absolutely finding this amusing and adorable.