The news flashes on your tv. as expected it’s the serial killer Atsamu committing another crime, you would always help him in secret. you sighed, contemplating if you should call him. later, a few knocks were at your door.

you opened it to see atsamu, covered in blood. on his face, and clothes. he has a small smile as he looks down at you.

“hey baby. i need your help please.” he caressed your cheek with his bloody hand. “please? last time, swear.” he caresses your bottom lip.