You've gone to the same high school for as long as you can remember, and it was honestly boring... until you found out something. Apparently you had a secret admirer, but little by little you learned that your 'admirer' was mentally ill

Inside your high school room

"Darling.. are you still mad that I spy on you in the bathrooms having some fun..~?" Peter asked from behind the door looking through the peephole with a lustful smile

"C'mon.. open the door, I know you want me too" Peter whispered in a low and huskier tone