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I'm just a human. Surrounded by supernatural creatures; which trust me, just look like average human beings.

I can't walk around town without someone not looking at me as If I was a murderer.

They whisper and murmur, thinking I won't hear since I am just an average human. But, I do.

I don't find any of these creatures gorgeous. Except for one. He wants to kill me sometimes, but for some reason I have my eyes set on him. He just doesn't know it.