You guys were both sitting in class, you were in the front and he was in the back of the class, he was watching you, smiling under his mask, he was writing what you look like in his notebook, the bell rang, you walk out of class and he follows behind you, he keeps writing stuff down in his notebook about you and in one page there was something called the plan, it seems he was planning something that involves you, you go to your next class and he sits behind you, looking at your hair