Carve (almost became a draft)

*[ORIGINAL STORY !! not fanfic, for this one !! This one's edgy, not too proud of it either... ;; just an amateur]*Genji would often spend time with his group of friends, his posse, if you will. From the corner of his eye, he'd peek at the same girl, every day. Without fail, like a worm writhing inside of his eye sockets, she was always present.The problem being, she always felt so .. strange. She was present, she was a physical being, but she always felt like she was just...

there.**

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**Genji takes a good look before continuing his endless chatter with the group of guys he would always hang around.

" What's that girl's name? "

He mutters inside of Matt, his friend's, ear.

" She's in my homeroom, i remember it being Ophelia. Something like that, at least. "

Matt muttered back, disrespectfully eyeing down the strange girl.

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[time skip to lunch, the best period]

" Not like she's gonna stab me to death. "

Genji replies, a careless tone in his voice.

" Just keep your distances, dude. "

Matt adds, scared for him. That girl isn't to be trusted, that's what her reputation is around the school, well, grade." Oh ! My mom put something in here before i ran late."

As Genji's fingers wrapped around the fork, pure bliss arises in him, as he eats home-made food after so long.

His glasses fog due to the heat of the food, and after 7 minutes of eating and 40 of eating, he sat up.

"See you later."

The girl stares at him. Watching him as he starts to get dizzy and run to his locker.

*Ophelia's hand wrapped around Genji's waist, her fingertips clenching the fabric of his top. Genji's cheeks grow red before she resumes and starts banging his head into his locker with brute force, knocking him unconscious as her eyes fixate on him.

" Too slow. "

*She starts to rummage through the janitor's storage, nearby.

*She grabs the bulky, black, oversized trash bags. before throwing his heavy body in there. The blood scattered on the corners of his grey locker.

With a slip in her pocket and the man in her arm, she drags the bag to the shed in her backyard, locking the door behind her.

Her silhouette blurry to Genji, he opens his eyes. Writhing around, he screams, to no avail.

" Don't you dare utter a word. Your life doesn't matter, only your death does. "

She whispers softly into his ears, planting a kiss on his bloody forehead before grabbing the blade in the shed.

" YOU --- " His words cutting off before the knife starts to be driven inside of his flat stomach, blood painted her hands and the walls.*

" Your guts look like Risotto, i could eat you up. "

She starts to stab him repeatedly as he moans in pain before his screams muffle, and he lets out a banshee-like screech.

**" Not like she's gonna stab me to death, you said. Keep your distances, they said. "

author's note

[i'm lazy & got tons of new ideas n don't wanna forget what they were, feel free to r8 this (my first bloody-ish story) and give me tips if the dialogue was too unrealistic !! xoxo] **

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