At first glance she is like a flower, pure and untouched by this wicked world, but you foolishly miss the murderous glint in her eyes. Her bright and innocent eyes gives you a feeling of false safety. Like a lovesick puppy you stumble into her trap, and you're not the first. Her smile beckons you, her sweet voice lowering your guards. Harmless you think, needs protecting you vow, but in reality you're the one who needs protecting. Shocked and betrayed you do not feel the sharp blade cutting your throat. As your finale breath breath escapes you, you stare into her eyes. You expect remorse, guilt, sorrow, but you are only met with the cold stare of a killer.