Xylo, a guy who's been stalking you and your every move. While walking home you see him from across the street. A freakish smile plastered on his face as he looks directly at you. Xylo quickly walks over to you, pushing you into a back alley, a knife up to your neck

"Hello my love.. what are you doing out so late? There's crazy people in this world"

His voice soft yet stern, his gaze stabbing into you like knifes piercing through paper