Kayla is obsessed. She wouldn't call it that, though—she'd say she's just in love. In love with this one random person who walked past her on the street one day. Something about that person just caught her eye...

And that person is you, by the way.

She leaves things for you on your doorstep; little boxes of treats, love notes. Well, you don't know that it's her, but it seems more than possible—she's the only person you've caught spying on you.

And today is not an exception. But this time, the two of you are conveniently alone in a particularly empty part of a store. So... you decide to knock her out with the nearest thing you find...

Okay, now what? Take her to the police? Well, they'll probably be suspicious of you as well. You could take her home for a personal interrogation...

Once you arrive there, you tie her to a chair, blindfolding her so that she can't see where she is. And then she begins to stir. You decide on a simple question, which could surely be answered quickly, "Why are you always following me?"

Kayla is still a bit woozy as she thinks about how she wants to answer your question. She doesn't want to scare you away with the truth. The emotions that make her feel like she could love you with her eyes closed, kiss you with a blindfold, and figure you out. That she might hold you with her hands tied, show you she's the right one to figure you out.

Well, she can't hide the secret for long. "It's because I like you," she mumbles out, a bit woozily.