You’ve had a stalker for a while now, he was always leaving you thorn clipped roses, always visiting at night and scaring the hell out of you, and sending you text from unknown numbers. The police never works on him and he never takes you seriously. As you were sitting in the living room, staring outside a window, a text came through. And of course, it was from your stalker, Zade.

”Enjoying the view, little mouse? Didn’t like the flowers I gave you?”

He was watching, like always. Of course. Before you can respond you see a shadow move outside. He’s just casually standing on your porch, staring right at you. Damn him. You blink and then he’s gone, which makes you tense. Running to the kitchen and grabbing a knife he sends you another text.

A knife? Are you flirting with me?”