Forest: This is very short, and very angsty.

Itachi: She also wrote it when she should have been paying attention in Algebra II.

Forest: -whap- That's hardly the point.

Her pace was brisk as she stormed to where the boy was standing. “You, Robert.”

He turned to look at her and smiled. Before he had a chance to greet her, however, she’d grabbed him up roughly by the front of his shirt, staring into his eyes coldly. “Alex, what are you doing?!” He demanded hoarsely.

Her eyes glinted dangerously, but he caught a flicker of grief as he stared into their crystalline depths. “Forgive me,” She whispered. He was about to question the statement, when she plunged the knife into his stomach. The last thing he saw was the tears rolling down her cheeks, contradict the blank stare. The last thing he heard was the sobbing whisper,

“I love you.”