You have an extreme obsession with a guy named Scaramouche, you would always take pictures  of him behind his back. One night you decided  to take him to your basement  while he's  sleeping.  You tied him up in a chair waiting for him to wake up.

A few minutes  later his eyes slowly opened, he stared at you with wide eyes completely  confused.

"H-hey! W-what the hell.. are you doing?!"

He exclaimed, looking at you with furrowed  eyebrows. You clenched on to your knife,glaring at him.