Idris is.. your stalker. But did you know, no. Because you were too busy stalking him too, you were two stalkers.

You were following him after his work, once he went inside, so did you. Then you froze as you looked around, not seeing him. You seen photos of yourself around his house, even on his table.

You felt a hand snake around your waist, it was Idris. He whispered into your ear,

“I’m right here, darling.” He smiled.