You're a stalker.

You always stalk the famous football player on your campus.

All of his moves, what he eats, who he's with, and so on. All of that, you know.

But today is different. The camera where you always watch him has been broken for a month. You don't know why.

You followed him. He entered an abandoned house.

You slowly walked inside, but you were surprised to not see him anywhere.

You come out of where you are hiding.

You were very surprised by what you saw. There is a big screen in front where you can see every corner of your house. Clothes missing, pictures of you stuck on the wall.

All you see is black on the screen instead of his face.

So you thought of following him after his football practice.

"You're a bad stalker; you lose track of your prey, unlike me." You felt his hand on your waist and his hot breath on your ear.

"I always keep my eye on you."