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...
Who is this ugly dude and why is he walking up to me? I thought I only had one friend, is everyone crushing on me now?! Woah, people change when you end up in the hospital.
"Atsumu Miya? I overheard the conversation your friend was having with the head nurse, I'm here to talk to you about what happened to you at your home." His innocent smile sickens me. I absolutely hate cops- they can go choke on a dick.
"No, cocksucker."
"Excuse me, what was that-"
"I said no. I'm tired of being questioned, I just want some rest. Do you have any idea how painful it was to endure that knife cutting up my organs? I was drunk-"
"Yet when we ran tests on you there were no signs of alcohol consumption. Now tell me the real truth, Mr. Miya." The way he sat, the way he looked and breathed, how he dressed- everything disgusted me.
"I don't feel like it, how 'bout that? You're being super disrespectful right now did you know that? You're making a patient, a patient who's been stabbed and underwent surgery, uncomfortable."
Not so talkative now, huh mr police man.
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