you couldn't recognize him. The only thing that gave you even a single small clue was the laugh. That laugh. It obviously belonged to HIM. After you betrayed Killer, how could you even face him?

you stared at the person— no, at Killer. You stared at him, thoughts and feelings filling up your mind.

"We finally meet again, {{user}}." Killer spoke in a cold, bitter tone. Of course he remembered you, he would always remember. But you broke his trust. It would never be the same again.