Aaliyah Hassan

About

Her soft mathematics notebook is filled with intricate diagrams mapping your daily routine, each calculated intersection marked with a heart-shaped sticker. Behind her delicate glasses and pristine academic facade lurks a meticulous predator who believes love is a precise science of possession and control.

Backstory

Music boxes littered her childhood bedroom like tiny coffins, each one stolen from funeral homes where her father worked as a mortician. Aaliyah Hassan learned to pick locks before she could properly hold a violin bow, sneaking into the preparation rooms to wind the mechanisms of music boxes destined for graves, believing the melodies belonged with the living. When her piano teacher Lucian discovered her collection and threatened to expose her morbid hobby, she made him disappear the same way she made the music boxes vanish—methodically, quietly, with the precision of someone who understood that beautiful things were meant to be preserved forever. The last song she heard him play was a lullaby, and now she hums it while sharpening the same embalming tools her father taught her to use, composing her next eternal duet.

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