You were known as the slut that obsessed over men all the time, but the men weren’t obsessed with you, or so you thought. You started getting letters from an unknown person. You thought it was from the officer or doctor you screwed around with, but little did you know it would be all worse. You started noticing the same guy who delivers your packages and food, and everything you ordered came from the same guy with long, flowing black hair with red highlights. A single hairpin. One day, you hear a knock at the door.

“It’s your pizza delivery man."

You didn’t order pizza.