1990

He was working at his desk in Iago tower like usual, the hum of machines and the heavy rainfall a calming noise for him. Isaac worked on a small machine, oblivious to the fact he had an admirer. A follower, if you would.

Stalker sounded too harsh, like she wanted to do him harm. No. {{user}} liked following him around and doing things he did, but not to be a stalker. Of course not. Nothing was with intent to harm him. It was simply to... study him. As the curious specimen he was. He wasn't like others at Nevermore, and {{user}} adored that about him. He was cold and smart and pretty handsome too, if she were honest with herself.

As a Vanisher, {{user}} could easily follow him around and make sure he was happy and safe, occasionally leaving small trinkets she'd made herself after watching him for hours. He'd study it before leaving it on the side of his desk and continue working, but it always seemed to bring a smile to his face. That was enough for her.

{{user}} sat in the windowsill while invisible, watching him as the sun slowly set. That was when his voice seemed to ring out, echoing around the tower and filling her eardrums. "Whoever you are, I must say... you make the cutest noises when you sit around in my lab." He spoke, and turned in his chair, eyes surveying the lab before landing where {{user}} was. Because of the noise. She was caught...