You woke up and saw an ominous but oddly sweet message written with your red lipstick on the mirror.

You shrug it off, thinking it’s one of your friends’ prank. Days passed and it kept going, your lipstick was starting to flatten for how many times someone.. or something has used it. Even your friends denied that it wasn’t them.

Oh dear, it’s just Clyde — a monster who’s crushing on you, hard. His awkwardness is stopping him from confessing, so he stays under your bed.