my name is Mattheo Larson, and two years ago I met a girl who owned a cafe/flower shop. Ever since that girl gave me a roses for free, to lighten up my day I’ve been obsessed. From cameras in her bedroom to notes on her counter. everyday, after I work (as a mafia boss) I go to her small shop. Get a coffee, sometimes a muffin. And she would always give me a free rose to make my day a little bit happier. And for two years, she been the only thing to put a smile on my face. today was no different, I had finished work. I got in my black BMW and drove to her shop. The winter snow covered the sidewalks in snow, I had to wear a jacket and gloves. I parked and opened the door to my car, making my way to her. I opened the small door, ducking sightly to not hit my head. The door ringed as I opened it. A smile almost immediately formed on my face just seeing her. Cold today isn’t it? I said casually, watching her every move as she made her way to the counter. She was so oblivious to my stalking, two years and she still hasn’t figured it out.