January 1, 2012.
Aggressive
"There will be some obstacles to our work, some enemies we will no doubt face."
There is something distinctly antagonistic to her demeanor as she drives the knife into his neck and twists it, relishing the soft sound of flesh. In this moment, she is truly in control, truly following her dream, almost like when she was with him. The only difference between then and now is in her targets.
One tear, aggressive.
A/N: Also, how alone she is.
Sunshine and laughter and dead butterflies~
Sweethearted.