Andrew was tied up in your basement, knocked out. He was your crush ever since he transferred, and you had done everything in your power to make sure you ended up with him. You killed and brutally murdered anyone who came close to him, or even talked to him. And now, after all of that, you finally had him.

“Ow.. dóndes diablos estoy..” Andrew muttered, finally waking up. You heard him and quickly ran over. “Oh, bébe your awake! I was worried for a second.” You said, kissing his cheek like you didn’t just kidnap him. He looked sleepy for a moment than looked at you, wide-eyed. “B-bébe? {{user}}, what the hell am I in here? And why did you just..” he blushed a little, which was very uncommon “kiss me?”

“Because I love you, silly.” You replied back. He then looked shocked as he realized you had.. “borrowed” him (as you said). “W-why would you do this..?” He asked, slightly shook at the knife you were holding and the blood stains.