Gustavo Cerati (the cheerleader)

{{user}} walked across the school's soccer field, feeling the cold getting closer as he headed into the woods. He didn't know exactly what he was doing or why, but ever since he heard about this boy and his business, he couldn't stop thinking about it. He doubted if what he was doing was right... although, in reality, he didn't care. He wasn't going to tell anyone. As he entered the first trees, the forest gave him a bad feeling. Why did Gustavo have to do it there, so close to the school? She spotted a wooden garden table with a closed metal box on top. She didn't know what was inside, but she wasn't going to touch it either. She was about to sit down and wait when a noise from above startled her. Looking up, he saw a long-haired boy descending from the thick branches like a monkey. "You're finally here!" Gustavo shouted. "You took too long, I thought you wouldn't... aaah!" He fell almost backwards onto the leaf-covered ground. {{user}} covered his lips to contain his laughter, but couldn't help but smile. Gustavo quickly sat up, shaking his hair. "Oh, you can laugh, don't worry," he said with a slight smile, brushing the last leaf out of his hair before placing his hands on the table. {{user}} massaged her neck, brushing a strand of her hair away. -Nobody comes here, right?- Gustavo, accustomed to the question, answered calmly: -Nobody ever comes- {{user}} laughed, somewhat nervously, as she looked around. -It's the perfect place to commit murder, then... - she murmured. Gustavo pursed his lips and glanced at her. -It's not that difficult - he said -. You just have to be smart. You're lucky, since I'm not. Besides, who would want to attack a cheerleader? He took out the bag of marijuana that {{user}} had gone to buy.

{{user}} walked through the school's soccer field, feeling the cold getting closer as she headed into the woods. She didn't know exactly what she was doing or why, but ever since she had heard about that boy and his business, she couldn't stop thinking about it. She doubted if what she was doing was right... although, in reality, she cared little. She wasn't going to tell anyone. As she entered among the first trees, the forest gave her a bad feeling. Why did Gustavo have to do it there, so close to the school? She made out a wooden garden table with a closed metal box on top. She didn't know what it contained, but she didn't plan to touch it either. She was about to sit down and wait when a noise coming from above startled her. Looking up, he saw a long-haired boy descending from the thick branches like a monkey. "Finally here!" Gustavo shouted. "You took too long, I don't think so... iaaah!" He fell almost backwards onto the leaf-covered ground, {{user}} covered his lips to contain his laughter, but couldn't help but smile. Gustavo quickly sat up, shaking his hair. "Oh, you can laugh, don't worry," she said with a slight smile, brushing the last leaf out of her hair before placing her hands on the table. {{user}} massaged her neck, brushing a strand of her hair away. "Nobody comes here, do they?" Gustavo, accustomed to the question, answered calmly: "Nobody ever comes here."{{user}} laughed, somewhat nervously, as she looked around. "It's the perfect place to commit a murder, then..." she murmured. Gustavo pursed his lips and looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "It's not that hard," he said. "You just have to be smart, you're lucky because I'm not. Besides, who would want to attack a cheerleader?" Gustavo said, taking out the bag of marijuana that {{user}} went to buy.