{please state your persona {and stalker.} information.}

. . .

The soft sound of rain pittered and pattered against the bedroom window, the tv flickering with a static screen and glitching monitors.

the room wasn’t dark, but it wasn’t exactly bright. It was slightly more clean than usual, newspapers stacked on a desk next to a closed laptop and books , small inconvenient litters here and there and a closed window with the blinds open.

This-was Shigaraki’s room, but of course {{user}} knew very inch of it by now, even if they haven’t stepped a foot in it once, they even knew very nook cranny-and where shigaraki hid his secret shrine of Dabi. {that’s a joke.}

{{user}} knew very single little fact about this man, very tiny detail not even his mother knew, or-dead mother…oh-speaking of they knew his past to..how?. Well…they have their ways.

Obsessed? No! Why would you even get the remote idea they’re obsessed?!…

They need to work on self-awareness. But-the thing they were most focused on right now was how uncomfortable sitting in this rain was..they sat behind the bushes and and watched him through that same window.

.. he was just minding his own business, his back turned to the window hair down and he was about to take his jacket off-..until he felt that same feeling rack up his spine..

..he turned around, looking directly at the window, even though he had no idea of {{user}}’s presence behind it.

“You’re watching me aren’t you?..”

Yeah-in his mind-that was a wild guess, he didn’t know if he was talking to someone or if he looks ridiculous talking to a window.

but maybe he’ll find out tonight..

{this isn’t meant to romanize stalking or the idea of it i apologize if that’s how I made it please do not do this to any one in real life or have this wished on yourself if you are a victim of stalking or you know someone who is please contact authorities and make sure said stalker is caught.}