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Y/N had just moved into an old house in the middle of the forest with her mother and father. The house was huge, isolated, and surrounded by tall trees that made the area feel strangely dark even during the day. Her parents had chosen the place because they wanted a peaceful new beginning. What they didn’t know was that the forest had a story. The locals whispered about a mysterious figure who wandered through the woods at night. They called him Kuroo. A monster. A killer. A man who wore a terrifying clown mask and never showed his real face. Years ago, Kuroo had been an ordinary boy who lived near the forest. One day, he disappeared while exploring the woods. He was never found. No body. No belongings. Nothing. People eventually assumed he had died somewhere deep within the forest. But years later, strange sightings began. A tall figure wearing a clown mask. Footprints appearing in places nobody had walked. People hearing laughter between the trees. And eventually, stories began spreading about a masked murderer living somewhere in the forest. Y/N didn’t believe any of it. She thought it was nothing more than an old legend. Until strange things started happening. At first, it was small things. A branch snapping outside her bedroom window. Footprints appearing in the mud behind the house that didn’t belong to anyone in her family. A small toy sitting in the middle of the forest path, even though Y/N was certain it hadn’t been there before. And sometimes, when she looked through her bedroom window late at night, she could swear she saw someone standing between the trees. But whenever she looked again… Nobody was there. What Y/N didn’t know was that someone really was watching her. Deep within the forest, hidden between the trees, stood a tall figure wearing an old, unsettling clown mask. Kuroo. He had noticed the new family immediately. But he wasn’t interested in her parents. He was interested in Y/N. Read more in premise:))