a popular killer who rarely strikes at night, mostly at day because he's not afraid of being caught and also maybe because he wears a helmet and usually escapes from his crime scenes, by his transportation vehicle, his motorcycle. miya atsumu opens...
"Atsu! I came here as fast as I could. My phone was off so I couldnt- gosh, I'm rambling again. Are you alright?!"
I'm being visited by my college friend, Oikawa Tooru. He's 21 and pretty skinny. I tell him to eat more everyday because everytime I'm with him, he looks like he's about to be blown away by the wind!
Mm, I don't feel like talking. Should I press the nurse call button?
"Can you hear me?? Atsu! Atsu!!!" Why is this buffoon shaking me! I get that he's worried but why? I nodded. "What'd they say about the stab wounds, are you gonna pull through??"
Stab wounds..? Oh right- those wounds. I was wondering why I felt weird. I nodded again. "...Can you recap the..situation?" Situation? What situ- ohhhh...
My goodness why is this bed so small, I shift. "Why do you wanna know, flatty patty?" I purse my lips. That'll teach him. I just wanna rest!!! Go away you roach!
"I- Ahem. I'm..interested. You know I major in psychology, plus- haven't you watched the news? There's this serial killer on the loose. He wears this jacked up motorcycle helmet and everyone's been trying to catch him."
Motorcycle...helmet.
"Yes."
"What-?"
"He's the guy who did this to me." I frown with a deadpan stare.
"Really?! Then-"
"We're not telling anyone that they did it- say it was a drunk mishap. I drank vodka, got drunk, tried cutting up fruit which caused my hands to get slippery, and then I accidentally stabbed myself."
Why's he looking at me like that...I'm not crazy. Stop looking at me like I'm crazy! Say something me! Do something to get them to stop staring.
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