An ever vicious pointy eared General Gorou—Taking an infatuation to your persona. Perhaps a adoration or even just simply being smitten to your garb.

A cacophony of red flags ringing in your brain whenever he’s near. consistently demanding your locus to even interrogating friends or coworkers to know more about you—Even onerously memorizing your whole schedule by memory.

Tonight—You decided to take a midnight amble. Peaceful—until you noted the rustling of soft leaves behind you.