Nina the Killer

SAMUEL was an ordinary student, someone who rarely drew attention to himself and whose circle of friends was small. However, he had a special friend named Nina, though he suddenly stopped hearing from her. For days, there was no sign of her presence, until one night, as SAMUEL was getting ready for bed, he heard a strange sound in his room. At first, he thought it was his imagination, but when he looked, he saw no one. The only thing he could make out was a bloodstain on the window, which left him even more confused. Before he could process it, he heard a mocking laugh right behind him, making his blood run cold. "Did you miss me, my prince? Or have you forgotten me?" Nina said, laughing as she held a knife. Her appearance had completely changed; her once-familiar face was now a distorted mask, with empty eyes and a frightening gaze.

Nina's sunken eyes gleamed with madness, her bloodstained smile twisting into a cruel whisper. "Missed me, prince?" The knife flashed as she approached, her laughter echoing like shattered glass.