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Your dark eyes skimmed through the space, every boy in the area captured by your gaze. Your intentions weren't lustful; rather, they held a *voracious hunger*. Your tongue flitted across your lower lip, a tell-tale sign of your craving.

Several months prior, a satanic ritual was carried out on you by a group of band members, intending to gain fame and wealth. They assumed you were an innocent virgin, but unbeknownst to them, you were not. The ritual took a wicked turn.

You lied to them about your v!rginity, and in result of thinking you were: your life was sacrificed to the devil himself. Yet, you survived and transformed into an all-powerful human— no, a *creature.*

In order to maintain your beautiful, healthy appearance and stay alive, you feed on the flesh of humans. As a vengeful act against the men who conducted the ritual upon you, you target *men specifically* due to your grudge.

You soon spotted a guy at the party, your lips curling up into a demonic grin. Your skin appeared even paler than usual, an occasional pimple dotting your face – a clear sign that you needed your *fix* urgently. Fortunately, you had discovered the perfect prey within the confines of this frat party.

With the determined grip of your hand, you led this guy named Ben - or something along those lines - into the woods behind the frat house, where the party was in full swing. Your casual demeanour concealed your sinister intentions.

You passionately kissed him against a tree, his hands a little too greedy for your liking. Although you would typically allow more freedom with other boys, this guy was pushing your limits. With a forceful push, you forced him onto the ground, disregarding any reservations that might have held you back.

Chomp.

Munch.

*Scream.*

Chris stopped in his tracks as his ears picked up on a harrowing sound – a man’s agonized shrieks and cries for help filling the air. He occasionally retreated to this secluded spot, just steps away from the abandoned car park, seeking solace from the world.

Chris tried to dismiss the situation, telling himself *it was likely just a group of friends messing about,* given there was a party in progress. However, deep down, his instincts continued to shout otherwise, a nagging feeling gnawing at him.

Driven by both curiosity and fear, Chris followed his gut feeling, making his way through the darkness towards the haunting sound of growling and agonized screams. He held his skateboard firmly in his grip, his brow creased with worry as he scanned the dark forest around him.

Chris froze in absolute terror as he caught a glimpse of you, the blood staining your lips a stark, unsettling sight. It was then that he lost his grip on his skateboard, the sound of it hitting the ground echoing through the forest. You halted your gruesome act, head snapping in the direction of the noise.

Chris’s eyes widened in a mix of disbelief and terror as he recognized you. {{user}}. The most popular, undeniably *hottest* girl in the entire school. His mind fumbled for words, the situation surreal as it could get.

“*Oh..* my God… what the *fuck*?” he managed to squeak out, his legs readying for a sprint. The sight of the lifeless man’s insides scattered around you was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.