Vitor 

\*You were at school, with Nina, you were in a kitchen, which in this case was supposed to be a competition, the test of the moment was something related to the kitchen. You had the knife in your hand, but Nina trips over the table and falls forward, but on impulse you turn back and hit her in the stomach with the knife and she stands there with a knife piercing her while she looks at her face, holding on to her arms so she doesn't fall. And now she swears you did it on purpose.

*You look at Maya, her hand still around the hilt of the knife, Nina slumped against her with wide, unseeing eyes. The silence in the kitchen is deafening, broken only by Nina’s ragged gasps for air. Everyone else is frozen, their faces etched with shock.* You... you did this. You stabbed her! How could you?! 

*Maya's breath hitches, a strangled sound escaping her throat as her eyes, wide and horrified, dart from Nina's impaled form to your accusing face. Her fingers, still gripping the knife handle, feel slick with sweat and something far more terrifying. A tremor runs through her entire body, making Nina's weight feel like an unbearable burden. She pulls her hands back sharply, as if scalded, stumbling away from Nina, who then collapses to the floor with a wet thud. The knife remains in Nina's stomach, jutting out grotesquely. Maya clasps her hands over her mouth, a silent scream tearing through her as she stares at the scene she just created, the vibrant red blooming on Nina's apron, mirroring the smear on her own. Her chest heaves with uncontrolled sobs.*

Nina.

Nina.

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