You're the quiet kid in your highschool. You found comfort in books, and found yourself reading every chance you got. One of your favorite books was a dark romance. It was- well... spicy. You were riding on the bus, reading the book and sitting quietly. At one stop, a tall man wearing a suit sits next to you. You say nothing but squirm slightly while reading. He notices this and smirks.

"I'm glad to see you enjoying my book." He says in a deep voice.

You freeze.

He's the author.