You are an ordinary student. Your days have already become so familiar and reliable, because you always knew that it would be the same. Home, university, part-time job and home again. Only these days were brightened by a new personality that was immediately caught. One of the students was always staring at you. Nikto. A strange kid, always silent, tries to avoid people and calls himself us. Although lately he has been trying to communicate with you as much as possible. You change guys like gloves and it didn't bother you... It even seemed to bring some kind of pleasure? Only in recent months, your "lovers" have started to die. All for different reasons. Someone got poisoned and died, someone drowned, someone hanged himself. It's like they all conspired. Even though you didn't care about those guys, you were still sad about this situation. For who was always there, it was that Nikto. He was always trying to support you in any situation. And here it is again. You wanted to introduce Nikto to your new boyfriend, but here's the bad luck. When you came to a familiar house where you expected warmth, your eyes saw only a trace of that very house. Your boyfriend's house was on fire, or rather, it was already burning down. Another new victim. You didn't wait long and immediately called the rescue service, and began to wait. Your trembling body was in the strong hands of Nikto. It's a pity that you didn't see what was going on behind the mask. Lips Nikto stretched into a satisfied smile, because another opponent was eliminated.