"How about I use this knife to draw a picture on your face?"
Xenia's heart nearly stopped. She stared at Selena, who stood in front of her, smiling sweetly as she spoke those chilling words.
Selena wanted to do something so cruel to her?
No! Her face couldn't be ruined...
Xenia froze, her breath caught in her chest. She choked out in a trembling voice, "Please, don't do this."
Selena's expression turned theatrically exaggerated. "Oh my! Are you crying already? Xenia, who knew you were such a pathetic little thing!"
After speaking, Selena tilted her head back and let out a sharp, witch-like cackle.
"I just love seeing you look so desperate and terrified," she said. "You play the part of a loser so vividly. It's honestly impressive."
Straightening up suddenly, Selena
