Imagine
this:
One day, you walk into school to find your crush leaning
against your locker, staring at you. You think there's a
mistake and just stand there, waiting for him to leave. He
doesn't leave. You feel bold and ask him what's up. He
smiles super big, takes your hand, and kisses it. You guys are
already late to class, so you just decide to cut. He drives you
to your favorite ice cream place while describing his feelings
to you. You guys get ice cream, and he puts a blob on your
nose. He grabs a napkin and tells you to close your eyes, then
tells you to open your mouth, too. You do so. Before you know
what's going on, he shoves the napkin in your mouth, pulls
out a random knife, and stabs you.
