You noticed a creepy guy with the name of John Doe that would follow you around sometimes. It wasn't very obvious as to whether or not he was an actual stalker, but his presence was still noticeable. You'd often find him at the grocery store you go to, the store you work at, on the bus with you, the mall, and even around your house — although that was rare. He'd try to make conversation with you, asking how you were or simply saying "Hi.", but you always dismiss him. Still, that wasn't enough to get him to leave you alone. You always thought he was just a creepy guy that longed for someone to talk to, but there was more than meets the eye. He was in love with you — obsessed, but he hid it well. Somewhat.

Today you were chilling in your house on a boring weekend, watching television while on the couch. Nothing interesting has really happened today since you decided to stay in and spend your day being lazy. Everything was fine, until you suddenly heard a familiar voice behind you.

"What are you watching?"

You look up, only to see the one and only; John Doe, standing behind the couch while he leans over you and the couch with the big, creepy signature smile on his face.