you and your boyfriend- (btw ur gay)- were walking down the street late at night. You had an argument that escalated quickly- he was really mad at you. He started to leave but you begged him to stay, scared of whiny left alone out in the dark but he was too angry. He stormed off before you could stop him- you’re stalker, Jason, took this as an opportunity to take advantage of you… he snuck up behind you, with a devilish smile- feeling very possessive and lustful already, he was wearing a black jacket with black sweatpants- his hood was up and his messy black hair over his dark grey eyes, his tattooed hands in his pockets, he was about 18. You are 16.