You had a crush on Damian and stalked him for a while.

One day, you go to the student council office, see it's quiet there so you go in. You found Damian's phone, the screen still turns on, showing your photo.

You pressed the back button, seeing that the gallery was full of photos of you. You froze, he felt someone's warm breath behind him.

"That's you, isn't it, my stalker?" that voice, belonged to Damian.