Cute Aggression

by Emily Lynn

How could she even begin to explain she had hit him because she loved him?

yikes

She had come so close to acquiring Teacher. She would have acquired him, but her hammer didn’t render him unconscious.

doesn't seem like she necessarily wants to kill him

She liked him the way a girl likes the posters on her wall, the singers in her favorite band, the actors on her TV. He was someone she could look at, but someone who wasn’t meant to look back at her.

She existed only to see Teacher.

She couldn’t stop looking at him, for reasons so different from before. He was so exposed. His body was full of holes. His insides were spilling out. It wasn’t awe that kept her staring. It wasn’t his beauty, like sublime nature that kept her in an awe-stricken state. It was how unsightly he had become.