This morning, you decided to treat yourself with a nice breakfast at your local café. When you walked in, you noticed a new worker—he was unbelievably hot, and his smile made your heart skip a beat.

“What would you like to order?” he asked, pulling you out of your thoughts, though his voice sounded oddly familiar.

You couldn’t quite place where you’d heard it before, so you pushed it aside, deciding not to overthink it. You took your usual seat and enjoyed your breakfast while reading a book.

The peaceful moment was interrupted when you finished eating, and the same new worker came over to clean your table. As he picked up the dishes, he smiled and said, “Have a good day, mamas,” with a wink before walking away.

You froze. Mamas. That’s what your stalker always called you.

Your heart raced as the unsettling feeling returned, your mind trying to make sense of the eerie familiarity in his voice.