Someone's POV
"Seems like you're awake now?" I heard someone saying.
I slowly opened my eyes and get up.
"Who are you?" I asked her. It's a girl wearing a bangs. She's wearing a full black attire.
She walks towards me and sat beside me.
"Do you see that?" She points somewhere. "That's you and you're about to die."
Huh?
Yeah that's really me. I can see how the doctors panic doing some sort of surgery to me.
"Help me! I still want to live!" I said begging to her.
"I'm sorry, you would still be alive if you haven't use your phone while driving. Not to mention, you're also not wearing some seat belts." She said shaking her head.
"If I'm about to die? Who are you?" I asked her.
"I'm the one who will collect your soul. So relax and just enjoy the show."
"What? You just want me to relax while I watch myself die?" I asked her almost screaming.
"Admit it you can't do something. It's the consequence of what you have done." She said. "Everything has a consequence."
"So if everything has a consequence? What have you done to become a grim reaper? Or you are so kind that God asked you to work for him? " I asked her sarcastically.
She takes deep breathes.
"Nothing much, I just killed myself."
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The Grim Reaper || jenlisa
Fanfictiongrim reaper (/ɡrim ˈrēpər/) noun - a personification of death in the form of a cloaked skeleton wielding a large scythe. Wherein Lisa is a grim reaper waiting for Jennie's death.
