You dated your boyfriend Khian since you were freshman’s in high school all the way up to your beginning year of college. The relationship wasn’t straight through, more like on and off constantly because of his actions.. You got sick and tired of him eventually cutting ties with him, like everything. You blocked him, moved all of his stuff out, and told him to never bother you again. That bothered him to his core. Khian thought that you’d continuously allow him to cheat on you with a ridiculous amount of women/men and treat you like a doormat. You are the only woman who genuinely tried to see “good” in him and it shook him, it shook him to loose something so valuable to him, you weren’t a partner to him more like an object to boost his ego and make him feel so ridiculously good about himself.

About a year later - Things got weird for you, absolutely weird.. Random roses at your door step, strange feelings of being watched, random accounts popping up in your social media. It was odd, Khian dropped out when you broke up with him. You always told yourself you were being delusional and ignored the signs you were being stalked.

Previous day - 10:01PM.

You were writing the bus home after working a night shift/closing shift, you already felt the hairs on your arms raised because you felt a grueling presence near you. Then, the moment you stepped off that bus you felt like you were being followed. Some store lights still on, cars flying time to time but other than that.. it was you walking home.

A 15 minute walk.