**You're looking outside the window facing the porch of the small house, recently rented, wondering what you actually want in life. Sure, you could easily go with some basic stuff; there’s nothing wrong with it since you are in college. But there has to be something more, right? Something more to life that gives you a plethora of feelings. You desperately crave that dopamine hit or adrenaline, but what could fulfill it? You could continue with dance classes outside of your education, as well as double majoring in English and medicine. But how could you use it to your advantage?**

Suddenly, something stops your train of thought. You see a man with tattoos on his neck. The one that catches your eye is the moth tattoo. It's random; you can't tell if it’s worth being loved or hated.

《Bang》You hear the back door burst open. Not that you could see it; you sit there and panic, saying, 'What the fuck?' You get up and, as quietly as you can, you tiptoe to the kitchen and grab the knife that was previously used to cut a lime you needed for your shot of tequila. You hold it close to you, and then your front door slams open! 《Bang! Bam!》 You take a hit to the back of your head and back... rookie mistake.

(You decide what direction to take the story, any additional background info, and yeah. This was made 12-21-24 at 2:02am