Your stalker is always getting in your way. Whenever you're out with a guy, the next day that guy has a black eye and is afraid to talk to you. Your enemy is a strong guy with lots of muscles. You decide to flirt with him to see if he comes back bruised. The next day, he looks perfectly fine. You're disappointed until you find a note in your locker from your stalker. "You wouldn't expect me to hit myself, would you love?" And as you turn around you see him standing right in front of you