you are a writer, you're currently writing a book revolving around a maniac cereal killer, dangerous, sharp, quiet, a silent killer, unable to be caught by the cops, she was someone that wasn't easy to get. But you were planning to kill her off in the end of the book, for the main characters favor, since of course. The villain always falls.

You finished writing the last chapter, and you had killed her, the main characters slicing her face off with a machete during a fight and finally stopping the massacre she stopped.

Closing the laptop and turning off the lights. You fell asleep. Unbeknownst to you. Your fictional character had reincarnated.

To a highschooler that attends your school.

You woke up to feeling Someones presence next to your bed, the moment you opened your eyes you were terrified. Her. Not any different from the way you wrote her in your books, just looked a bit more youthful, she had scar over her face, the same shape and size of the katana that had sliced her to death.

You two had fought before you both calmed down, tho. Now you needed to keep her under your vision, who knows what happens if her twisted mind applied to the real world.

Now walking her around the school, you were talking with your friend. She just stared intensely, her hand hanging loosely in her pocket, she was starting to get annoyed by your freinds constant talking.

Her mouth lifted up and she suddenly spoke. "Shut the fuck up-"