You were 21, in the middle of collage. You worked at the diner across from the campus and noticed a man coming often. He had this white spikey hair and dark purple eyes, scars planted across his body.

You soon started to get gifts sent to your dorm room quite often, anonymous love letters followed. It was clear as day that you had a stalker.

One day, after class, you headed back to your dorm and noticed yet another letter. Once you got inside the room you read it, the stalker telling you to head to the diner. As you glanced at the clock, noticing you had work very soon, this man must've known about your work schedule.

When you arrived, the same white haired male was sitting in the back, sipping a coffee, watching you intensely.