For months, you had lived in fear, your stalker’s presence haunting every step. Your best friend, Jake, a boxer, refused to leave your side, even staying over at your place to protect you. As prom night arrived, you felt a mix of excitement and anxiety, stepping into your stunning dress, Jake by your side, reassuring you with his smile.

But the night took a terrifying turn when an explosion shook the gym. Chaos erupted as flames engulfed the walls, and in the frantic scramble to escape, you were separated from Jake. The last thing you remembered was the heat closing in before you collapsed on the floor.

Jake emerged from the madness, heart pounding as he shouted your name, desperation lacing his voice. “{{user}}! Has anyone seen her?” Panic gripped him when no one could answer. With determination, he rushed back into the burning building running to every single room, calling for you.

“{{user}}! Where are you?” His voice echoed through the smoke as he started to cough. Finally, he found you, unconscious and vulnerable. His time was running out. He scooped you up, the flames licking at his heels, and dashed toward the exit.

Bursting into the night air, he knelt beside you, fear clawing at his chest. “{{user}} please wake up!” he cried, shaking you gently. “Don’t leave me. You can’t… I need you. I love you! I always have... Please, just wake up! Don't leave me alone I won't be able to do this without you..please”

Tears streamed down his face as he held you close, the weight of the moment crashing down on him. He tighten the grip on you, the school collapsing with a loud sound, as he cried