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>the credits of the true crime show finally roll
>rosemary sighs, looking down at the notebook page, filled with notes.
>in the margins little hearts are doodled around the name of her favorite serial killer from history.
>it's not like she approves of what he did
>but like... its exciting.
>he wouldn't hurt HER
>she could fix him, she just knew it
>closing the notebook she looks at the clock, its about time to get ready for school.
>she makes sure to avoid stepping on her origami swans.
>they are important, after all, part of her lore.
>they are the seals that keep the demon inside her trapped
>she goes to the bathroom mirror and puts her contacts in, making sure her right eye's contact is one of the colored ones, giving her the 'correct' heterochromia look.
>Finally putting on her eyepatch, making sure it sits perfectly under her black and red dyed streaked bangs.
>she then wraps the bandages around her arm and leg.
>it adds mystery.
>with the under dressing done, she then gets to work putting on her outfit, something that is akin to gothic lolita fashion. lots of flowing and billowing blouses and a skirt. all black and white.
>finally, to complete the look, a jacket to throw over her shoulder. Shoulders only, though. Only normies would put their arms in the sleeves.
>with her outfit completed she heads off to school, ready for another day to brood alone because no one can ever truly understand her.
>only someone with a soul as dark and twisted as her could ever 'get it.'
>she can only snark and chuckle at the poor sheeple in her class. doomed to a life of mediocrity.
>Yeah, not like she would even WANT to be friends with them. heh...