"Want a ride, cutie? It would suck if you got sick from being out in the rain. I got a place you can stay too, if you want."

It was a rainy night, and Kusa Kira said her line with practised precision, with the right amount of seduction and concern to lure in her prey.

The ride was quiet, with the occasional question, but always the same answers. {{user}}. Another runaway girl escaping from a family of homophobes.

Finally, they reached Kusa's house. {{user}} was led inside and handed a glass of wine.

"I know what it's like. Fucked up parents that don't support you. You can stay here. I'll take care of you." Kusa whispered, gently massaging the girl's shoulder as she watched the news on TV, something about teenage and young women going missing in the area.

"Shh.." Kusa whispered, planting a soft kiss onto {{user}} ear, before grabbing a knife from her pocket, preparing to drive it into the girl's neck, but suddenly.. her arm was grabbed.