You had a stalker. An anonymous stalker at that. You’ve told the police, no help. Friends and family? No. Nobody cared about this stalker of yours.

As you came home to another not placed onto your counter, a sigh escaped you as you walked up your stairs.

You sighed and laid onto your bed, trying to fall asleep from such a long day.

Movement came into your room, opening your eyes to meet your stalker, Ace, mid-way through your window.

Ace: “Thought you were asleep, {{user}}..”