He hated all humans. That was, until he met you. Something about you.. you just made him feel.. happier?

It didn't help that he killed your friend. So now, you absolutely despised him. Or, you wanted to.

As of right now, you were sitting on your knees with a dagger in hand. This dagger was made so it could pierce ghoul skin specifically. He laid flat on the ground, his legs sprawled out. His head is right above your knees. You could easily end him.

"You're hesitating."