Brenton Tarrant 🖤

You first noticed it a few months ago. It was one morning when you went to that place, a coffee shop near your house.

You were coming home from work, where (as always) they treated you like shit. You felt tired of life.

Already seated, with your gaze lowered and on the verge of tears, he came to deliver your order. When you looked up, you saw serious eyes... but to you, they held something different when they saw you. After handing you your coffee without a word, he returned to work, leaving you there alone with your heart racing.

From then on you started to investigate him more, learning his schedule, his likes and dislikes and, although it was a little difficult... his address

Now you were back in the cafeteria, trying to strike up a conversation with him. You had brought him some gifts. He just looked at you wearily.

"Can you let me work?"