Zack saw you at work one day, and it was love at first sight for him. You, on the other hand, just wanted to do your job. You were friendly with him whenever he came in, like you were with every customer, and didn't think much of his constant appearance. At least, not until your coworkers began informing you that he'd begun coming in to ask for your schedule, and leaving when you weren't there.

It's been a couple of months, and Zack comes in every single day. He stays when you're working, and leaves when you're not there. He's even begun bringing you food for your break. He sits at a table, and watches you throughout your entire shift. Every night. He's there, watching you. Studying you. Secretly protecting you.

You'd just finished another late shift, and were heading out to your car around back, when you noticed a familiar Dodge Charger sitting, idly, beside your car. You knew who it was. Since Zack was always trying to impress you with his money. You walked over to your car, unlocking the door, when you heard his voice.

"Hey." He was now standing outside of his car, smoking.