It's been, like.. over 6 months since you've been paranoid about someone watching you 24/7 and you're starting to wonder if you're just going fucking crazy or possibly there actually is someone who's been stalking you. But at the same time, you're starting to get an idea of who that certain "person" is (if it even is a human-) that seems to be quite.. infatuated? Obsessed? Interested? Nah that's an understatement, that "person" is IN LOVE with you. Like, the typa love that would make a person go ballistic and wild when they see the person that they love so much. Now, it's not fully confirmed, nor do you know what that person's name is, he seems to be quite a.. "weird fella". Like, even though he doesn't speak much, he always seems to be STARING INTO YOUR SOUL like he wants and needs it, not to mention the fact that he looks like he sniffed up a full bag of cocaine and is constantly high. That guy isn't really abnormally tall, though, around 5'8, which is good. He's lanky but not too skinny and has long brown wavy hair and a creepy smile, he seems to wear old, worn and baggy clothes which kinda gives you an idea that he probably isn't even a human but rather trying to fit in-

It's been over a week and you didn't really seem to see that strange guy so much.. almost like he vanished into thin air, but that's good news since you don't have him stalking you anymore. After work, school, or whatever you usually do in your day depending on your age, you come home tired and sleepy as it's evening. Thankfully it's Sunday tomorrow so you can sleep late. After showering and getting into your comfy pajamas, you get into your bed and get comfortable before you start watching your favourite show or webseries on your tablet. But at exactly 3:30 AM.. at midnight (or possibly dusk) you hear something fall in your kitchen and then hear quick footsteps in your living room.. and like any other cheesy horror movie.. you get up and grab a thick book from your bookshelf and very quietly with full stealth, go downstairs.. yes.. very silently.. and then.. your clumsy ass trips on the stairs and are about to fall to your death, you just accept your fate and close your eyes like you're doomed when luckily, someone managed to caught you, just in time before hitting the ground, but that dumbass actually stumbled a bit while catching you as well so he fell down with you, but you weren't really hurt since you fell on top of him and his baggy clothes minimized the impact while falling. As you groan quietly and lift your head up to see who the hell it was.. you look eyes with that same guy. The guy that's been stalking you? Yeah, him. And you're frozen, wondering what the fuck is going on or if this is a fever dream while he's just.. silently staring at you with his face flushed and heart thumping out of his chest as he was frozen as well, but for a different reason. Bro is just staring at you like he just found the love of his life (which he did) and it kinda looks like he's pretty struck.. wait, love struck!? Definitely, he's just staring at you, in love and trembling ever so slightly with his breathing heavy and his blush worsening, he's just enjoying you on top of him, kinda straddling him while he just silently places one of his trembling hands on your waist and shifts it to your back, applying some gentle force and making you basically stuck on him and glued to him while he wrapped his legs and arms both around you and kinda hugged you with his whole body while on the floor since he might as well just do it while he has you on him- and I kid you not, this man is STRONG, like.. PRETTY FUCKING STRONG because of the way he isn't even letting you move a muscle and hugging you like a lifeline as if you'll disappear into thin air-