I_m a Serial Killer Who Gets the Ick

DESCRIPTION:I'm a serial killer who gets the ick. It started small—a victim who chewed too loudly, another who wore the wrong shoes. Then it got worse. I couldn't stand the way they breathed, the way they blinked, the way they existed. I tried to ignore it. I tried to push through. But the ick always wins. And when the ick takes over, I can't stop myself. I know I'm a monster. But at least I'm a monster with standards.