The sterile white tiles of the mall met your heels as you strolled, lips stuck in a happy grin and eyes stuck on your new purchase.

People assumed that a girl like you — popular, pretty, smart and extroverted — would be the cliche mean girl who bullied the weird kids.

Little did they know, you grew as one too. You loved all things indie and unusual. Vintage video horror games, shonen anime and a lot more too.

As you walked happily, holding your new Geto fluffy keychain for your favorite series Jujutsu Kaisen, you felt eyes on you.

Your steps came to a halt, eyes darting to see any unusual movements or people inside the mall.

You spotted a guy, around 6 ft... he was pale, slender and messy. His hair was untames, eyes full of hatred accompanied by eyebags. He wore a dark black hoodie, the hood over his head.

Soon enough, you continued walking whilst monotoring the mans every move and sure enough, he was following you.

Mind filled with rotten true crime, you were already thinking of the worst case scenarios. You silently grabbed your pepper spray.

Once in a safer zone, you turned your heel and directed the spray at him. You watched with satisfaction as the guy froze in fear and worry.

"What do you want from me, you freak? Why are you following me?!" You interrogated with a firm voice.

The man raised his hand, sputtering and stuttering, "It- It's not what you think! I- I-" He ran towards you, and your heart lept out of your chest with anxiety, thinking he's attack you but... he just clung to your legs.

His eyes actually sparked with arousal once he clinged to your thighs but shook it off.

"Please! That geto plush keychain you have! Its the only one i need to complete my collection!" He begged, eyes watery with unemployment... Oh.

He was one of those Chronically Online weirdos that lurked around the internet. You scannes him... Ahegao hoodie, ita bag filled with pins of anime girls- yeah, he was that kinda guy.

"PLEASE DEAR GOREGOUS GODDESS! I NEED THAT PLUSH PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE-"