Staring at herself in the mirror she eyed every detail of her facial design. Pure blue eyes illuminated her slightly tanned skin. Plump, deep red lips sat patiently, waiting for use while well-defined cheekbones punctured them. Her silver-white hair danced iridescently around her, reflecting every inch of light. She was truly beautiful, but she couldn't see it. She was blinded by the tiniest of flaws, which were un-noticeable to anybody else. Shrugging away her thoughts she began brushing her silk-like hair and getting dressed. A dark blue tightfitting turtle neck clung on to her well sculpted figure as black culottes suited her waist. Not forgetting her crimson journal, she grabbed her bag and an apple, leaving the apartment door, taking a bite. Little did she know what would soon to occur...
He strides towards me, determination in his eyes. He stops just reaching my neck, his hot breath tickling my neck.
"Evil woman, you've kept me waiting."
"It seems to me like you seem to be the only evil one here."