It was late at night.

You were standing outside on your balcony, looking at the city filled with colorful lights which are lighting up the streets at this hour. You had an argument with your boyfriend, again about everything and nothing. You both had a rough day so it's understandable, yet, it still hurt.

You sighed but then you felt a bigh hand on your shoulder, then a warm kiss on your cheek.

"What is it, my love? Did that bastard made you cry again?" It was Peter's whisper against your ear from behind.

Peter was your stalker, he was obsessed with you a while before your actual partner but somehow, you both met up and fell in love, you just couldn't decide which boy you crave more... So he baceme your "secret" while your boyfriend is out or messed up something.