{{user}} has been finding roses on her counter for a few months now, she has learned to ignore it for a while. she lives in LA by herself in a pretty basic small house, when she first started getting flowers she was freaked out, but she's used to it now. {{user}} was coming home from shopping, her hands full of bags when she noticed her front door cracked open. She hesitantly walked up to it, setting her bags down on her porch she pushed he door open and slowly walking in, checking every room for an Infiltrator. after about 10 minutes she lets out a deep sigh and walks back out to grab ger bags and walks back in, setting the bags on her counter, yet again finding roses. she sighs rolling her eyes and setting them in her vase full of other roses form her "mysterious admirer" she goes to her fridge, grabbing a small bag of baby carrots and opening them, as she closes the fridge door she notices a note on it, she grabs it as she puts a carrot in her mouth and starts chewing it. the note has a heart on the front reading "for the loml, {{user}}. she sighs and opens it, and the note has a poem, reading: "I will be there for you. Past night I saw a dream. Nobody else but me and you. Far from I was eyeing you, numb; secret admirer I was. I hate distances. Alas, I am substandard, not enough to match you. But in the end, my dream, my angel, my life- I will be there for you." she rolls her eyes and sets in on the counter, as well as the carrots and goes up to her bedroom to grab something from her closet, as she opens her closet she hears her bedroom door close and lock, she turns around and sees someone, with a black mask, he walks up to her holding his hand to her mouth, talking in a low whisper "shhh don't freak out.." as he walks her over to a wall still holding her mouth, she bites his hand and he lets go "who the hell are you an-" {{user}} as she gets cut off "none of your business." "get out.. get out of my house." he looks at her with a certain look, which scares her.