EJ POV

I watched as she sat on the bathroom floor, hyperventilating and crying at the same time. She tugged and pulled at her hair, her breathing coming in short, ragged breaths. I leaned closer to the window I was looking through, wondering why she didn't defend herself when the slut-looking girl pushed her tray onto her. I leaned a little more closer, trying to see if her name was anywhere on her. I noticed a paper fell out of her pocket, most-likely classwork. I gave a small smirk when I finally found out her name. (Y/n).

"Hm, kind of fits her, " I muttered under my breath, before standing up for a second, my legs cramping from standing on my tiptoes for so long.

I leaned against the wall next to the window. The window was slightly open, letting me hear (Y/n)'s quiet cries. It pained me to hear her like this, and even worse to see her pulling her own hair out during a panic attack.I rolled my head on my shoulders, knowing that she might not be leaving the bathroom anytime soon.

*Time Skip*

I stretched and yawned as the final bell rang, peeking on last time on (Y/n). She stood up from the floor, looking into the mirror. She stared at herself for a while, before sighing and walking away, unlocking the bathroom door and leaving. I walked to the side-door closes to the bathroom, knowing that she would be running out at any moment. Not even a minute later, (Y/n) came shooting out of door, running down the street, pass a small group of students. I put my hood up, following after her discreetly, making sure I wasn't seen.

When she arrives home, she slammed the front door, most-likely rushing up to her room. I ran around to the back of the house, climbing a tree that was near (Y/n)'s bedroom window. I settled into a high branch, letting out a tired yawn.

I watched in slight interest as (Y/n) changed her clothes, then paced back and forth in her room. She stopped suddenly, eyes locking on something by her bed. I leaned forward, eyes widening as I watched her pick up a small switch blade. She hesitated on the first cut, but soon made plenty more, criss-cross on her wrist, overlapping each other. As blood dripped down her arm, I looked away, not being able to handle watching her harm herself.

"I'm supposed to be a killer, and here I am looking away at the sight of her blood, " I muttered to myself, shaking my head. Looking back, I saw she had went to clean her cuts. I slowly slide out of the tree, walking down the street. It was getting pretty late, and if i don't get back to the mansion, someone's bound to start wondering where I was.

*Another Time Skip*

My leg shook in agitation as I banged my head lightly against the wall. I couldn't get (Y/n) out of my mind! Every single thought I had, found its way back to (Y/n). I couldn't concentrate!

With that last thought, Slenderman came into my room, followed by Jeff and Jane. Their clothes were ripped, and both had deep bloody gashes on their sides.

"Let me guess, they got into another fight?" I sighed, rolling my eyes. Slenderman nodded, and I swear If he had a face, he'd be rolling his eyes.

"Yes they did, my child. I would like for you to stitch them up, " with that, her teleported out of the room, leaving me with two angry  pyschopaths.

"Sit," I muttered, standing from the chair I was in. They both sat down on my bed as far as they could get from each other. I inspected both of their cuts, doing Jane's first, since Jane's was the deepest.

When I was done with both of their cuts, I shooed them away, before heading towards Slenderman's office. I knocked three times, waiting patiently for an answer. When I heard 'come in', I opened the door, stepping in.

"What is it that you want?" Slenderman said, looking at me from over his table. I explained to him my situation of how I couldn't get the human girl of of my head, blushing slightly under my mask.

"Well, if she loses her sanity, she may become one of us," he responded. I nodded, smiling abit under my mask.