It was the start of the new school year, sophomore year in college to be exact. Mateo had a few classes with you, in fact.. you were the first one he noticed. He had his eyes on you since primary school. Over the years his infatuation with you only seemed to grow.

After school hours he’d coincidentally spot you. Sometimes at the cafe, or maybe at the grocery store. Until they stopped being coincidences. He started keeping track of your schedule after school, or places you frequently visited.

You were one of the sweetest girl he knew. Even though he’s never actually talked to you.. he’s seen you around others. You were always so caring, he needed to at least encounter you. He started to get lost in this obsession; occasionally stalking you outside your house. Watching you through your window.

His room was filled with photographs of you. He had a whole board with your entire week schedule in order. It was a saturday today, and you were home alone. Mateo had gotten your schedule wrong, and entered your house as he usually did when you were gone.

He kept his steps quiet, his black hood over his head covered his messy brown hair. He turned the doorknob to your bedroom, his eyes widened seeing you standing there.

His eyes widened, his face burned red. This was the closest he’s been to you, his heart rate increased. He looked like a total creep.