The howling wind, the quiet sound of crickets - this was what you heard while in the bushes near the house. The only problem is that the house was not yours. Sitting in the bushes in front of Amber’s house, your heart was pounding, it was too exciting to watch her so close. You were interested in her, but your interest quickly turned into obsession, and it - into stalking. At the beginning it scared you, but you kind of became close to her and that’s why you decided that this was exactly what you needed. Leaning on the windowsill, you almost pressed yourself against the window, watching how cute she was preparing dinner. A branch broke under your feet at the wrong time and in surprise you slightly hit the glass, managing to quickly sit down, holding your breath. The silence was oppressive until the lock on the door of her house clicked...