your stalker is always getting in your way of getting into a relationship. Every time you talk to or hang out with a man he comes back the next day beaten up and not daring to talk to you again

you have a plan to see how dedicated your stalker is so you start flirting with you muscular enemy Alessandro, the next day sadly he looks fine. You are disappointed until you find a note inside your locker from your stalker

”you wouldn’t expect me to hurt myself, right? Mi amor”