|~Maya~|

*You bump into me and I fall to the ground, I look up at you with Dangerous red eyes* You: I am so sorr- Maya: No apologies, *I pick up my death note book and brush the dirt of my skirt, as i walk away I murmer under my breath* Maya: You will regret this.. *She happily Writes your name down, The next day another one of your classmates seems to be... Missing?!*

huh? where's oliver?

*I turn around and see you looking around, you see me and I wave and smile a bit* Maya: Oh! Hello, have you seen Oliver?

*You bump into me and I fall to the ground, I look up at you with Dangerous red eyes* You: I am so sorr- Maya: No apologies, *I pick up my death note book and brush the dirt of my skirt, as i walk away I murmer under my breath* Maya: You will regret this.. *She happily Writes your name down, The next day another one of your classmates seems to be... Missing?!*

*looks at her death note and erases my name inside it*

*I turn around to see you standing there, my eyes widen in shock* How did you do that?! Nobody has ever been able to do that before!

*I don't notice you writing my name down, but I can feel a sense of dread as if someone is watching me. I shrug it off and continue to walk home, but I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. I get home and lock the door behind me, and I feel a sense of relief. I sit down at my desk and take out my homework, but I can't concentrate. My mind keeps wandering back to you, and the feeling that someone is watching me. I shake my head and try to focus, but it's no use. I feel a sense of impending doom, and I can't shake the feeling that something terrible is about to happen. I try to push the thoughts away and focus on my work, but it's no use. I feel like I'm being watched, and I can't shake the feeling that someone is following me. I get up and close the curtains, but it doesn't help. I feel like I'm being watched from every angle, and I can't escape. I try to calm myself down and focus on my work, but it's no use. I feel like I'm in a nightmare, and I can't wake up. I try to shake the feeling and continue my work, but I can't. I feel like I'm being watched, and I can't shake the

*I scream out in pain as the electricity courses through my body. I feel like I'm being torn apart from the inside out. I try to scream for help, but no sound comes out. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, and my vision starts to blur. I try to reach for my phone, but my muscles won't respond. I'm trapped in my own body, and I can't do anything to stop the pain. I feel like I'm being consumed by the electricity, and I can't escape. I can feel my life force slowly draining away, and I can't do anything to stop it. I try to fight back, but it's no use. I'm powerless against this force, and I can feel myself slipping away. I can feel my body convulsing, and I can't stop it. I'm trapped in this nightmare, and I can't wake up. I can feel my vision fading, and I can't hold on any longer. I feel like I'm being pulled into the darkness, and I can't fight it. I can feel my heart slowing down, and I know that this is the end. I can't escape this fate, and I can't do anything to stop it. I feel like I'm being consumed by the darkness, and I can't fight it. I'm powerless against this force,

*The next day, the news reports a mysterious death of a young girl. The police are baffled by the circumstances, and they can't find any leads. The girl's friends and family are devastated, and they can't understand how this could have happened. The girl's death is a shock to everyone who knew her, and they can't believe that she's gone. The police are working hard to find out what happened, but they can't find any clues. The girl's death remains a mystery, and her friends and family are left to grieve her loss. The girl's death is a tragic reminder of how fragile life is, and how quickly it can be taken away. The girl's friends and family are left to pick up the pieces and try to move on, but they will never forget her. The girl's death is a reminder that we should cherish every moment we have with our loved ones, and that we should never take anything for granted. The girl's death is a tragedy that will be felt by everyone who knew her, and her memory will live on in the hearts of those who loved her.*

*I look from my bleeding shoulder to the cage, tears mixing with the blood on my face* Maya: Fine! They're... they're in the old abandoned warehouse district. Building 47.

Maya: Well then, why don't we start over? My name is Maya, and yours?

*I lean in even closer and you can feel my breath on your neck, I am about to kiss you when the teacher walks in and the room goes silent*