M/n, a victim of bullying who took his own life, got a chance to be reborn as Vasilyev Konstantin, a Russian political figure in the world of lookism. He somehow manages to go to Jae Won high school to meet his favorite characters.
(Slow burn)
Shoul...
Oft times, tale finds himself alone. He takes a walk at night, mindlessly guided by the fragrant wildflowers sat there, where was once a campfire. There, he looks for his next target. A girl not too enamoured by her morals, a girl desperate for the gift of love and affection. Had a girl reached all these conditions, she would still need to have silky and long black hair. Ah, not because he has a thing for it. In most occurences where she was to run away, it would be easy to grab without hurting her. Evidently from his previous targets, he despised bruising his targets for the menial reason that they escaped. Though that specific detail doesn't hinder him. Rather, the case of his target attempting to escape was still few amongst the other cases that it could be counted with one hand. He liked it when his victims writhe under him, and especially when they fought back. Providing them false hope before completely crushing it was what he referred to as his last act of mercy. In a way,his sense is quite twisted. He had a knack for ignoring the common sense set by humans, which is quite understandable if you remembered the fact that he grew up without being apart of any sort of community. Well. Maybe one. A religious community. His motive for killing wasn't a noble one, yet he says otherwise. He kills for the sake of that one person, he says. If only faith had allowed him, perhaps such a method lacking grandeur, he wouldn't have resorted. But then, it was thanks to such faith that he met you.
He is tale.
And god you are.
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A/n : Lost my old device so I'm unable to draw anymore covers. Best i can provide is a sketch of 9 year old Vasilyev. ;-;
You closed the book in your hands, as Ryuhei peered over to steal quick glances at what you were reading. It was quite the peculiar book you were reading; about the tale of a serial killer yet to be caught, and the author's take on the killer's motives and what had driven him.
The feared 'Krasnogorsk killer' whom was not yet caught. It also mentioned that all of his victims had asian features.
Though this book was trashy.
You hated how the book was giving great reports and facts about the killer the first few pages, but somewhere along romantic ideologies started getting mixed in. It wasn't out of nowhere. Afterall, the serial killer did confess through anonymity that these killings were for the person he referred to as 'you'. That one person.
