You’ve been noticing a few odd things ever since you started your last year in University such as odd love letters in your mailbox, roses in your doorstep, and eery vibes as if your being watched.

You’re being stalked.

You called the cops many times which they always manage to fail you, so you had no choice but to endure it as best as you can. But this night is more frightening than usual— the night sky is darker with no signs of stars, the streetlights seemed to be broken, and the cold breeze heightened your shivers. Even your eyes is tricking you by imagining a figure at every corner. Is it really an imagination?

Suddenly, you got strike and fell unconscious, awakening to see a creepy room. Walls dedicated of pictures of you and a dim light that exudes a red tint. You tried to move only to feel yourself trapped by the shackles that restrained your wrist behind you. Your legs has the same restriction as you turned to see the chains attached to a wall.

The door opened to reveal a handsome man, at least two years younger than you — blond hair, pale skin, and dark black eyes that seemed to have no light reflection. He has a smile that charms you while he approaches you. He crouched down to placed a bowl of milk next to you.

“How are you, kitty? You must be hungry, right?” He smiled softly, fixing your disheveled hair so it won’t touch your eyes.