You sigh as you sit down at your desk exhausted from today. Today felt awfully long and you were happy that it was almost, finally over. "Fucken' Mondays." You say as you flip open your computer and turn it on. You wait for it to fully boot up wondering if you got any important messages on DA, though you doubted it. And of course you were right, not one single message, a few deviations and journals form other Deviants but nothing really interesting. You feel like it was a waste of time even looking. "This sucks." You let out a sigh of frustration and shut your computer down; it didn't pay staying on it if no one was going to message you. Getting up from the chair you take off your shirt getting ready for bed and you notice your reflection in your full length mirror. Were you gaining a gut? You go a bit closer to the mirror to examine yourself more closely. No you hadn't gained any weight, in fact you were the same as you have always been, though it would probably be a good idea to cut back on the junk food any way. Looking closer yet you notice the bags under your (eye color) eyes. You let out another sigh, all this work with school and your job was really taking a toll, not only on your mental but your physical health. You really did need some sleep. So you finally strip down the rest of the way, leaving only your (favorite color) boxers and crawl into bed. You slowly doze off into the darkness.
~Time Skip
You wake to a noise coming out side your window. You believe it is just some animal in the bushes and fade off back to sleep.
~Time Skip
Your alarm goes turns on and you sluggishly wake up to hit the button. You then slowly make your way out of bed. When your feet hit the cool floor and stand you almost topple over as a crude pain bursts from the area of your right abdomen. You look down and freak. "Fuck!" Blood. Your side was covered in it. Somehow through the pain you make your way to the bathroom and wipe the wound off. You are shocked by what you see. There on your abdomen was a heart shaped cut that seemed to be made by some thin, small interment. The wound seemed deep but not enough to actually cause any harm. Somehow you manage to calm yourself and fully bandage yourself up. Whatever caused this it's just going to have to wait or you would be late for school. With this thought in mind you decide to take a fast shower to clean up and then you head off to school. Nothing important happens during the school day and after wards you head off to work. Again it is just a normal day at work too.
You ended up staying late at work again and it is nearly dark out. You walk your normal route home when you hear a noise behind you. You continue walking but slightly turn your head aware of the noise. When doing so, you end up running into something hard and it ends up knocking you to the ground. "Shit." You mumble under your breath as your side gave off a slight pain as you fell. You then look up to see what exactly you hit. You stare in shock as you see a guy about your age with a white blood stained hoodie. He would have seemed almost normal by the way he stood there but his face was well... It seemed to have a smile forever carved into it, however what really grabbed your attention were his eyes. His eyes that meet your own in a cold stare. You sat there, for what felt like forever, until your body seemed to unfreeze. In a panic you get up and run. You run all the way home, not looking back as the white hooded guy stares after you chuckling.