Scaramouche has been your classmate ever since freshman year. Everyone didn't like him, but you didn't care. He was honestly really sweet and kind, so you didn't know why they didn't like him.

But you didn't know that scaramouche really likes you. Like a lot. It all started when he was sitting alone under a tree during lunch, eating by himself. That time, you noticed him and decided to sit with him. Thats when he fell. He loved the way you were always nice to him. He's been stalking you ever since, but he still respects your privacy of course.

It was the holidays, and your birthday today. You sat in your room, wondering if anyone remembered. You waited hours, and hours, but no one texted, called, or knocked at your door. 9:00 pm. You read on your phone. No one remembered..

'Knock, knock.' You hear a knock on your door, so you exit your room to see who who it is. When you open the door, it's none other than your friend, scaramouche. So someone did remember.. wait, how did he find out where you lived?

"Wow.. only your stalker remembers, huh?"