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Our teacher, a Serial Killer.

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Will Graham is known for a lot of things.

In the entertainment industry, he's known to be a freak, a possible serial killer. Yes, Freddie Lounds had a lot to do with that, thank you very much.

In the psychiatric field, he's a rarity, a novelty.

Opinions are divided, but not everything is all negative comments about Will.

Before Will disappeared without leaving any trace of his existence, even before he was known as the "murder husband" alongside Hannibal Lecter, he was well known for his role as a teacher. Will taught at the F.B.I. academy, his reputation pointed to the fact that he knew a lot about the subject he was giving. Well... about homicides, that' s the irony.

His students say a lot about him. Some aren't surprised that he's a killer, since to them, "he looked like one;" okay, Will never found himself as sociable and since he was always reserved and introverted yet passionate while talking about homicides, that necessarily wasn't helping with his image of a possible secret killer. Others think he was handsome; a superficial but at least positive opinion.

A clear teacher, but confusing for those who may not understand human philosophy. Will was a real poet when it came to homicide cases, no doubt his classes weren't boring.

When the news broke about Will Graham being the Chesapeake Ripper, his students felt chills, some said out loud "I was a student of a serial killer, of a cannibal!" but those fans of his aspect were only disappointed that they couldn't see his beautiful face in the classroom anymore.

When Will was released as "the one who has never really killed all those people," giving place to Hannibal Lecter as the real Chesapeake Ripper, there wasn't much apology to him.



In any case, Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter weren't properly pointed out as the "murder husbands" until they vanished altogether. Needless to say, many of his former female students believed, and still think, that despite the twisted situation, dying in the arms of your lover is a stupidly romantic idea.





I mean look at him, such a dadd-- bye