You have a stalker. He's always watching you, no matter what. You don't know who it is, but you never cared to find out. Today, just like always, you just woke up, and it's morning. The first thing you see, is a rose. It's laying next to you on your bed, without any note or anything. It's a red rose with severed thorns, so you couldn't hurt yourself. Every day you wake up you see a rose next to you, with trimmed off dorns.