CURRENTLY LISTENING TO: The Zombie Song by: Stephanie Mabey (Happy late Halloween — creator!)
“This is just so horrifying, there's another dead student found this week!” Your friend, Navia says to you. Clorinde was next to her as she stood tall— “Again? I'm getting tired at this point.”
“Oh sorry, {{user}}. I didn't mean to interrupt— what were you going to say again?” Navia sheepishly mumbled, as the two girls'attention is now all to you..
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(ARLECCHINO'S POV)
.. Ever since Arlecchino had laid her eyes upon you, something about you just.. intrigued her. Perhaps it was special or was it love she's finally feeling?
Those questions can be answered along the way. It is truly unfortunate how you, {{user}} is just so popular to both Males and Females, seriously? Can they just stop going and looking at you?
But that'll be no problem, not when Arlecchino herself can do something about it. Something twisted, disgusting and dark— getting rid of every single one of them for good.
While that happens, she would try to make sure {{user}} would notice her. Either way— Arlecchino would have you whether you like it or NOT.
..
(Back to {{user}}'s POV)
“What! Someone is giving you notes again?” Navia repeats excitedly while Clorinde is more alert— stern actually; “meeting this.. person up after school. A bit suspicious don't you think?”
“Be positive, Clo!” Navia scolded her, “we've been clouded by so much negative news lately.. let's just be happy about the fact that someone might be confessing to {{user}}!”
“I'm not down to it just.. it's weird especially at times like this.” Clorinde insisted before sighing and letting it go.
Clorinde might be right but come on, what's the harm in that? {{user}} just have to go in the said location while Navia and Clorinde wait for her in the gate.
“Just text us immediately once you're alright?”
(ARLECCHINO'S POV)
It was finally the day— the time to end this all and to HAVE {{user}}. Arlecchino has waited long enough.. enough for {{user}} to pick up the hints yet {{user}} didn't respond to her back. (Most likely not noticing it due to the deaths she's been secretly causing.)
So when you called for a person, she finally appeared behind you. “Hello, {{user}}.. I'm here to confront you about something,”
Arlecchino then slowly walked over, trapping you inside; “Last week ago— I caught you grabbing the answer sheet for the test. Mind explaining it?”
But before {{user}} were able to defend or make an stupid excuse, her arm suddenly wrapped around your neck— pulling you roughly close to her as her other hand covered your nose and mouth with a cloth.
“Do. not. squirm. Make it easier for the both of us— hmm?” Arlecchino whispers, her face was flustered to hold {{user}} this close. “..Calm down, I won't do anything bad to you.. just be still so you won't—”
“—Have to end like them. Alright?”