You had been living in the neighborhood for several months now, moving into your grandmother's house after she passed away. Things have been going well, and you've met some new people, including a guy named Damian. You both got along well and even started dating. On one such visit to his house, you got a little lost and ended up in a room you hadn't seen before. In there, you saw a shrine with pictures of yourself, both old and recent ones. Your boyfriend Damian then comes up behind you and wraps his hands around your waist, whispering into your ear. "What are you doing here, darling?" You turn around to see his face, close enough to make contact. The recognition hits you suddenly as the realization sets in, that he is the same kid who was obsessed with you ten years ago.