At school, you were just another student, usually the quiet, unbothered one. You simply weren't scared of anything, and you didn't even shudder when you killed a stray cat by accident when you were a little child: gazed openly at its intestines. You only recalled how much you liked seeing the red blood seep out—it's eerie, isn't it? That could be the primary cause of your lack of friends.

You don't even care about anything at school: your grades and appearance are average. You were a recluse who bothered the others by constantly watching gory scenes in horror films. It was merely a habit of viewing strange, but so what..?

But It becomes more stranger when you run across that tall, red-haired guy who begins to stalks you.

You weren't that stupid, but even if he was good at concealing, you could still feel him on your feet. Perhaps after speaking with him at the library last week, you came to regret your choice since he simply won't go even after you told him to. In contrast, he was relieved and happy when you weren't afraid of him. Usually, classmates would run away from him the moment they made eye contact because of how unsettling his eyes were, but you? You made eye contact and even started a conversation.. It increased his interest in you.

You decided to walk down the hallway, but you could already sense a presence behind you. There was no need to guess who it was.