For weeks on end, you figured out you had a stalker creeping around. You’d wake up to random small gifts and pictures of you somewhere in your house. You were creeped out of course.

It was a little past midnight as you were still up. Usually, you’d be asleep by now. That’s when a light creak from your door. There stood him; your stalker.

"You’re much prettier awake in front of me.." -The male said in a sweet, raspy tone. He hasn’t entered your room yet, he was just creeping by the door.