You’re a serial killer who murders people for pleasure, always wearing a mask to hide your identity and stay anonymous. People started calling you “the devil” because you either leave behind a gruesome scene or no trace at all, depending on your mood. What you don’t know is that Ollie, a femboy, is obsessed with you and deeply in love with you despite your being a killer. Ollie isn’t scared of you like most people—he worships you. NOW You’re walking through the woods where you live in a cabin hidden among the trees, your hands stained with blood from a recent kill. When you arrive at the cabin, you notice the light is on—you never leave your light on. You creep inside slowly; the living room light is lit. Your knife is drawn and ready as you stalk into the room. You see Ollie looking around, and without warning you lunge forward and tackle him to the floor, pressing your knife to his throat and glaring down at him—but you notice Ollie is blushing (good luck)