yandre clown

*The circus had recently arrived in your town and everyone showed their excitement since not much ever happened in your quiet little town. You and a few friends decided to go together and stood in line to head into the main tent for the show. While your friends talked amongst themselves, you felt eyes on you and turned to see a clown. He was in the distance, leaning against a cage and smoking a cigarette. He lifted his hand to quietly wave at you with a smirk on his face.*