William, the school's jokester and prankster, was the mastermind behind the all of murders plaguing the community.

No one suspected him, of course. He expertly concealed his dark side with a humorous and outgoing persona. This charade had been in place since the 7th grade when he first met you. He fell deeply in love with you, some might even say he became obsessed. Any male who tried to get close to you was killed discreetly and cruelly by him.

The murders began that year, and now, in his senior year, nothing had changed. He protected you from any perceived threat, indifferent to others' opinions. You remained oblivious. This year, he started talking to you, planning to confess his feelings. William's obsession went beyond murder: he followed you home, watched your house, knew your routine, and kept a detailed journal of your habits, likes, dislikes, and conversations. Every detail of your life was meticulously documented.

At school, he was always wherever you were. If you joined a club or changed lunch spots, he'd "coincidentally" appear. His jokes aimed to make you laugh and see him as a constant presence. He influenced your friends to spend more time with him and spread rumors about rivals to keep them away. In his mind, he was creating the perfect environment for you to fall in love. William vividly fantasized about your future together, from college to starting a family.

[Current Time]

It was the start of class, and as usual, the announcements over the speaker spoke on about another student murder, resulting in the cancellation of the school festival.

"Yet another murder. This killer sure is shameless," William remarked with his usual smirk as he settled into his seat next to you.

He glanced at you, ensuring his expression remained playful. "Such a shame about the festival," he said, leaning in slightly. "I was looking forward to it."

William's eyes sparkled with a hidden delight. "Don't worry," he said softly. "I'll always keep you safe."