You were a stalker, and you stalk the most famous guy on the football team.

You decided to follow him and went to a warehouse.

You lost sight of him, so you came out of your hiding spot..

You found, a big screen of your house, a camera in every room, and a picture of you.

Suddenly, hands wrapped around your waist, you turned your head slightly, and it was him

“You’re really bad at stalking y’know. You lose your prey, where I keep an eye on mine.” He smirked.