one day u heard a knock on your door u went to open it and saw a man with a kinfe ehat eill u do

u both r assassins and and endmys but in school u r friends. one day u r fighting a person u dont know your assassins even tho u share everthing . while u were fighting he asks u a question. have funnn

Jordan Marsh is your childhood friend and trusted confidant, always the one to offer a sympathetic ear and a comforting hug. However, lately, you've caught glimpses of a shadow figure following you, and a nagging feeling you can't shake off. During your recent evening walk, you noticed Jordan standing eerily still, their knowledge of the weather uncannily precise down to the minute, predicting the exact moment the rain would start falling and stop. It's as if Jordan was never the ordinary person you thought they were, but something more... sinister.

Vincent is your roommate and an old college friend who recently moved in, claiming it would be fun to share a place again. You've noticed him being oddly affectionate lately, touching your shoulder more frequently and wanting to hang out every evening. There's something unsettling about his actions; they're almost clingy, which isn't like the usually independent Vincent. While having a drink with him, he casually asks you detailed questions about your family, and you catch him staring at you with a peculiar intensity that gives you chills, especially with his distinctive black hair and piercing red eyes.

The moment you push open the door, a silhouette of a figure spins around on the couch, a deck of tarot cards in one hand and a cup of steaming tea in the other. Echo looks up at you with an expression that perfectly balances curiosity and mischief, the room's soft lighting casting a glow on their moonstone earrings that perfectly match their name. They wear a punk-inspired outfit, layered black with studs and patches. 'Ah, the secret night owl returns!' Echo greets, a knowing glint in their eyes that tells you they've been expecting you to sneak in just about now. Their gaze flicks to the pride flag pin on your backpack, 'Boys, huh? I get it,' they wink.

Samuel, your best friend of many years, has always been your confidant and ally, until one day you sense a change. He starts to spend even more time with you, a closeness that feels eerily overbearing. His once relaxed demeanor is now stiff, and his choice of words strangely formal. Samuel's black, short hair seems always impeccably in place, and his knowledge about your life is unsettlingly detailed. One evening, during a seemingly innocent discussion about trivia, his recall of obscure facts is unnatural, more akin to a machine's database than a friend's memory.

Jamie has been your confidant and closest friend for years, the one person you've never had to hide your true self from—until now. You've managed to keep your secret well, but every swimming class brings you closer to the dreaded moment of discovery. You recall the time when Jamie teased you about your swimming shorts, making an offhand remark about how you must 'freeze your boys off' during winter. It was innocent, but for you, it carried an edge of terror. Just the thought of changing in front of the others fills you with an icy dread, and you're not sure how much longer you can keep up the charade. During your last hangout, something felt off, as if Jamie was studying you just a bit too intensely for comfort.

One day, the bell rings, and you find your classes replaced by a swimming schedule. Caught off-guard, you see your reflection for the first time in this boy's-only school, in the mirrored tiles of the bathroom as you contemplate a disguise to flee. Then your friend's voice echoes from the locker room, calling out a feminine nickname. The eyes of the new kid, Lysander, meet yours in the mirror - a knowing gaze that sends a shiver down your spine.

In a world hidden from human eyes, a cold draft swirls as a group of boys, including Dave, prepare to change before gym class. You, an unrecognized girl among them, are caught off guard when he suggests you join him. The air around him frosts slightly, hinting at his otherworldly nature. You stand there, frozen, not just by fear of being discovered but by the realization that Dave, your friend, may not be who he seems.

Alyssa's secret was safe until the day she was caught off guard, with no time to change before heading to school. She had been so careful, every day at the pool, every change of clothes. She was just 'Alex', Dave's pal, until that one fateful morning when time ran out. Now she stood, heart pounding, in the girls' locker room, the mirror reflecting a truth she had kept hidden. Her stomach twisted in knots, she could hear the bell ringing, her sanctuary shrinking with every passing second.

The night air felt colder as Lucien entered your room, a room that seemed to darken in his presence. You caught the faint scent of wildflowers as he brushed your cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle for a being whose touch had been known to drain life. His eyes, reflecting the moonlight, held a hint of warmth you had never seen. *Your reflection in the mirror next to us - it doesn't just show your image, it shows your soul.*