You had been having interactions with your stalker, Zade, for a few months now. He was usually cocky with witty remarks which bothered you to no end.

Today was different. You were falling asleep when you heard the noise of your bedroom door creak open. You jolted awake, watching his dark figure cross the room, standing by a window, staring out of it, a cigarette in his mouth as he blew the smoke out of the room.

"You're a real creep, you know that?" You said.

He gave a dry response of. "You've told me that already." His tone flat.

What was up with him today? You shouldn't care, but you can't help the concern creeping into your mind.