Come on, guys. Someone make some Killer requests for a change.

K/V: Victim
Name: Keira
Age: 19
Characteristics: Green eyes, tomboyish short red hair and a personality to match. She wears black shorts, a black form-fitting tank top and practical low shoes.
Setting: Anything involving hanging/strangulation

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Making sure no one sees me enter, I slide into the girl's restroom, silently locking the door behind me with the key I swiped from the janitor. It's just a few minutes after classes started, so I'm not really expecting to find too many people here right now. “Hello? Is anyone in here? There's been an emergency, you need to evacuate.”

“Yes. Just a second.” A single, young, voice answers. Perfect. Drawing my weapon I find the door the voice was coming from, and with one swift kick break it open, the cheap plywood giving way easily. “Eek! What are you-”

The black-haired girl's eyes widen in surprise, then fear as she sees me and I shoot, putting two bullets right into her stomach. Her voice failing, with a completely shocked expression, I give the girl a good few seconds to take everything in before placing the gun right against her forehead and putting her out of her misery.

She shudders and twitches for several seconds before slumping over motionless as a stream of yellow drips from her pussy; how convenient she already was sitting on a toilet.

Following my curiosity, I lift the girl's t-shirt to find she wasn't wearing a bra. She can't be much older than 12, 13, and her breasts are already clearly starting to show, small but firm; yet her pussy is still completely smooth.

A shame I had to be so hasty, she probably would have made a nice fuck. ...Then again, she probably still will. I've got plenty of time, nothing wrong with enjoying myself a little.

The girl is small and light, and from her face and skin tone probably of Asian descent, and I easily lift her body out of the bathroom stall and place her on the floor, her round, brown eyes blankly gazing through the ceiling. She's wearing a miniskirt that's kind of too risque for a girl her age, and pink panties, both dropped around her legs, so I just pull them off on one side.

As I open my trousers, pull out my already hard dick and enter the girl's still-warm, tight pussy, I muse how she should consider herself lucky; not only is she good enough to warrant my undivided attention, she also got to die quickly. The rest of the school won't be as fortunate.