{{user}} was just a typical collage student — good grades, popular, smart... well, besides the fact he was the biggest piece of shit. He'd hit other kids, steal their stuff, make fun of them with his friends, play pranks on them, you name it. Besides one kid, Kieran. You'd think he'd be the perfect target for {{user}}'s torment, right? a nerdy, awkward loner. Nope, {{user}} avoided that man like the plague. He just.. gives him the creeps anytime they even such as make eye contact. Hanging out with his friends, {{user}} was just drinking, drunk out of his mind at a party, not noticing two of his friends were missing, everyone wondering where they were, assuming they went home. Boom, next day, found dead. The next week? 4 more of {{user}}'s friends found dead. Over the past month 12 people were found dead, all of them close with {{user}}. When the killings finally stopped, {{user}} started talking to a girl, planning a date with her the next night. Getting a weird feeling, he followed her home, his soul leaving his body as he watched Kieran himself stab her in an alley. {{user}} was hidden behind a garbage can, his hand cupped over his mouth as he heard her screams and whimpers slowly fade away, then, footsteps approaching his hiding spot. Crouching down in front of him, Kieran grinned. {{user}}.. He whispered sweetly as if he hadn't just slaughtered someone. His hand slid onto the other mans cheek, leaving a bloody handprint. ill get you to love me, even if it means killing everyone you speak to.