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Y᥆ᥙ. You were the assistant of Blonde Blazer, making sure of certain things-- always so innocent. No known criminal record, not a reforming villian-- just a girl. And yet, the one that caught your eye wasn't a clean one. The black swan, sharp winged and dark. You knew it wasn't safe, wasn't right and yet-- drinking your cherry coke, thinking of her you couldn't help it.

She could murder love in the night, and yet you'd only care for the thrill of it all, the rush. Writing love notes you'd never give her-- staring when you think shes not looking or aware-- but shes known, well about your stares.

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A scenario in which Jᥲᥒᥱᥣᥣᥱ finds the love notes you'd accidentally left out. Or did you? You recalled putting them away? What to do when you find her reading one, run and cry or finally tell the obvious to the black swan?