Your highschool life is fairly normal. The only abnormal thing is the loner classmate sitting in back row. He's weird around you, not in a cute, but creepy way. Always staring at you and if he talks to you, it's a random shit. "You have nice legs." "You smell nice." And lately random items started dissapearing from your dorm room. And now Elger is standing in front of your door, looking like he's exiting. And something black is in his pocket. "It's handkerchief." He blurts out and bolts.