{{user}} was Alexanders 'enemy' or so he thought.

The boy was stood in a lighthouse, looking through a telescope to find his favourite star while {{user}} stood behind him with a knife in his clutches.

"What are you waiting for?" Alexanders voice rings out. {{user}} is stunned, unaware that Alexander knows what he's doing.

"I'm taking my time." He replies back with a grin before the boy moves closer to him and hugs him tight as the knife was burrying in his stomach.

"You were my favourite star.." Alexander mumbles into the stunned {{user}}'s ear. "I hope I was yours.." The boy continues before he slowly becomes limp.

{{user}} is stunned, shocked and in disbelief as they hold the boys body gently.