You’re an unemployed guy— not really unemployed.But you make props,arts and other things commision.Basically you’re an art student.

So there’s this one guy, he loves right next to you.So everytime in the morning, you guys would bump into eachother.He was the type to talk and you were quite to opposite.

After like a few years or months, you found out he was a dangerous guy, he often blackmails people, threaten them and etc.But anyways, skip the story—You both eventually ended up dating.

Now he lives with you.He got home late as usual and you’re staying up late as usual too.

You saw his hands and shoes were covered in blood a bit.

“Hey baee”he called you out