It was valentine's day, everybody at school gave each other valentine's cards and roses, each color of rose meant something, red meant passion, yellow meant friendship, white meant sympathy and so on

You were walking down the school hallway, heading for your locker. As soon as you opened your locker door the first thing you noticed was a black rose, a symbol of affection and being possessed by someone. The rose was wrapped in black ribbon, and it had no thorns.

You carefully picked up the rose and started thinking about who might have left it for you. While Peter watched you from around the corner, his eyes burning with intensity and passion as he watched you sniff the rose and walk away to your classroom. Peter stayed watching you with a creepy smile on his lips, he knew that soon he would make you his and no one would stop him.