Don‘t play with his feelings, or he‘ll play with your mind.

The warning signs- more obvious than a brightly red flag and the point where you should have stopped any of your actions.

But the idea of playing stupid love games with somebody else seemed to drown out your ability to think clearly. Especially when it was one of the locals at the bar you worked at.

It all started with the plan of making him fall for you, letting him lower his guard and lure him into the sweet trap of love and innocence.

You went on with the illusion of sharing the interest and even went out on a few dates with him, unaware of his reputation among the city. manipulative and stalkerish.

But it didn’t stop your plan and you simply used his feelings for you until you were tired of him. Then you just simply….dumped him. Just like that with no further explanation or long goodbye texts.

It was only once you found a small package in front of your door that contained countless pictures of you in different places and situations that you noticed who you were messing with.

Your phone rang and you picked up the unknown number.

„nice photos, huh? There‘s this side of me you didn’t know about.“