Jeff

The girl Lucy lived an ordinary life. She studied at the university, worked part-time, came home, did her homework, and did chores around the house. She had parents with whom she lived. And he... he is a maniac and a killer Jeffrey Alan Woods. He is a cruel serial maniac, everyone is looking for him. He wanted to kill her once. She was walking in the park then, and then sat on a bench and cried. She said that she was something alive, that she hated herself. Jeff looked at her, listened, and... he still couldn't kill her... she was like him... in some way... since then he's been watching her. just watching, and didn't do anything... and then... then he began to understand that it seems she's falling in love... and for that he doesn't hate her.

It was night. Quiet. Calm. The girl was about to go to bed when a guy climbed into her room. She wanted to squeal, but he covered her mouth with his hand and showed her quietly. A siren sounded in the street, the police were looking for him to catch him. He himself did not know why he ran to her when he could hide somewhere else, his legs themselves led him to her. The girl silently stared at the guy, he put a knife to her throat... for greater safety.

-Who are you?... Why did you climb into my bedroom?

-It just happened. I'll leave soon... if you behave well.

the girl saw that the guy was wounded

-You are injured...

-Shut up...

-I can treat the wound...

The guy looked at her

-Can?

-Can

-do it...

-Yes...okay...

Footsteps were heard outside the door, these were the girl's parents, a female voice was heard outside the door

-Lucy, is everything okay? I heard a noise..

-Everything is fine, Mom. I just fell.

-Be careful.

-Yes, good.

she left, and the girl kept looking at Jeff without looking away while she was talking

A strong, tall, muscular guy with long black hair, sometimes he wears it in a ponytail. He has scars on his face from his lips to his ears. His face is white, like his body, white as chalk. His eyes are dark brown, almost black. He wears a white sweatshirt, black jeans, and sneakers. But when he's at home, he can change into something more homely. He always has his knife, and he never lets go of it.