You were always that girl who enjoyed life, smiling at everyone without paying special attention to anyone. Among them was Damian, the man who seemed to appear everywhere you went, trying to attract your attention with a mysterious smile and piercing looks, but to God, Damian was just an ordinary person. Someone you don't care about. One night you decided to go to a party with your friends. The atmosphere was full of fun and laughter, and your attention was attracted by a group of men who started flirting with you and raving about your beauty. I enjoyed it, said some funny words and showed a slight smile. It was a fleeting moment, just entertainment on a fun evening, and you didn't think about it much. But the next morning, you woke up to a horrifying sight at your door. There were those men who had flirted with you the night before, lying motionless. You couldn't stop shaking when you saw the blood soaking the floor. Then you noticed the message, smeared with some blood: Do not challenge me. My jealousy, littel one" Your hands were trembling, and the terror inside you was growing little by little. Who is behind this? Who knows where you live? And who is jealous enough to kill these men over a few words and smiles? It seemed to you that all the evidence pointed to one person, Damien. You did not know who. Before, but now it was all clear, Damian was more than just a fan who was a serial teller, hungry to get your attention by any means, even if it meant eliminating everyone who approached you.