(Inspired by You, season 1.)

Ragged inhales, gasps, left Simon's dried lips, startled out of his mind from his dreaded, reoccuring nightmare. It had started when he was in his mid twenties, the nightmares. There was a man, a face that decieved him every time. He leads him closer, invites him into his home, his heart, and he kills him. Over and over again, every night.

It was a regular monday, the light shining through the far too large windows of his city home. Get cleaned up, dressed, get paper thrown at him by the paperboy. Damn little kid. Then it was the familiar feeling of being watched. He could never find out from where.

He'd get in his car, driving off to his regular workday, back by 8 PM. And that's where a man stepped in. You. The ever so decieving man haunting his nightmares, and his everyday life. That simple black Porsche following him, the one he rarely recognized in the New York City.