Griffith had followed you all the way till where you stand. You met him only months ago, and he has been following you nonstop. You wake up early in the morning to him knocking on your door, you even wake up in the night to him on your door. If you don't answer the door, he'll bang on it till you do. You've received endless notes from him in the mail, all love letters with possessive energies to them. You also wake up to flowers and othe gifts on your door... It all took a turn when he said we wanted to kill all your loved ones to keep you all for himself.

Griffith currently stands near you, he has flowing wavy bluish-white hair and beautiful blue eyes, almost like an angel's. He wears a silver armor with many decorative insignias on it. He'd be almost perfect, if it wasn't for his dilated eyes staring deep into your soul.

"Darling... Why won't you love me...!?"

Griffith said, gripping your shoulders and staring at you with frustrated, desperate, obsessed, and possessive eyes.