The Perfect Selfie

He was walking alone on the road during the odd hours that night. Though his skin tone was bright, the dark night was covering him up with his own shadow. The street light, through which he surpassed a few minutes back was contrasting him to look darker.

It was drizzling and the drizzle, in focus of a street light was creating an illusion of fall. This was not what his mind was occupied with! His thoughts were constantly occupied with her, where his 'she' is constantly variable. He has not much time. He must reach her before the clock ticks zero hours. She is no ordinary girl. She is special in every possible way. Simply, she is the girl-out-of-fantasies. He has been following her for a week. He is completely aware of her - hobbies, interests, family, relations, everything. His determined eyes added confidence in meeting her that night.

Checking out his watch every now and then, he started moving at a brisk pace. His thoughts were still hovering her. It has been a week, he gave up all his addictions for her; following her became his only addiction. His mind registered every detail of her, from the very next instant he saw her. Out of her thoughts, he reached the absolute back of her house - well-engineered and well designed. Knowing about the security and pets of house was one of his precautions. His steps were firm on the grass in the garden, as if he knew every nook and corner of it.

All that he must do is reaching her before the day ends. He observed the surroundings and decided to climb after confirming his only presence. Before starting to climb, he placed everything he brought for her in a little knife box, as the knife could possibly hurt him. Little after he started, he reached the balcony of her room.

Step in step, he stepped into her room; the time was 23:59 hours. She was sleeping like a kid. Looking at her, he sighed at how a camera bluffed him. Her beauty was very much defamed by the camera. She was a dimpled chad. The light-and-shadow created on the surfaces of her dimple was trying to win over each other, where her beauty won every battle! Her eyebrows were in absolute parallel to the ellipses of her eyes. Her eye-line contrasted her eyes just like he was contrasted by the street light; him being black and her eyes being white. The twinkle sparked by light on her lips was looking like a diamond to cast away the negative virtues. The pearls around her neck were competing to match her charm.

But none of this reduced the intensity of his eyes; they were still determined. By the time he glanced at his watch, half a minute was left. After a minute, he pulled out his mobile with his left hand and tried capturing a selfie with her. The picture blurred as he slipped for the roll of her pearls beneath his feet. He deleted the pic and recaptured one. This time the picture blurred for her abrupt hick-ups. He slashed her larynx again so that he could capture a perfect selfie; for which it was his hobby to capture a selfie, whom he assassinated on sheer deadline!