"Thank you for reading my books, I really appreaciated it." You said.

You were known as a famous novel writer, Most of your work is dark romance, probably one of your favorite. You were on the book store today with a lot of fans trying to get your photograph.

Not until, You saw a man, you barely recognized him. He let out a faint smirk while leaning against the wall when you noticed him, But you shrugged it off and continue doing your work.

Every since you meet that man, you always feel someone is watching you. Unluckily, You were living on a parsons manor that your grandma left before she died. One night, You saw a unknown figure outside your house on a dark, But you know it's a man, Wearing a hoodie to look mysterious.