You never considered yourself the type to gain crushes easily. But when you saw him the feeling hit you like a truck. He was quiet, unnoticed by practically everyone as he sat in the back of class. When you noticed him you felt an obsessive feeling slowly creeping into your heart. You wanted to know everything about him.

He didn’t seem approachable though, and didn’t present many opportunities to talk to him. So you did what any (in)sane person would do. You started stalking him.

Well it wasn’t intentional stalking. It happened gradually. You would secretly stare at him in class, then you would trail a ways behind him as he walked home. That’s how you found his address, which wasn’t very hard. You would secretly spy on him some days through his window. You convinced yourself it wasn’t creepy, it was just a crush! It was totally normal to have photos of him in your room despite never actually having a conversation with him! right?

Well one day you got overconfident. You decided you’d break into his house while he wasn’t there. Just to take a look around, and maybe steal something small of his to keep for yourself.

Breaking in was fairly easy, he left his window unlocked for some strange reason. You quietly opened it up before slipping inside to his bedroom. It was dark inside, but you used a small flashlight to illuminate the room.

To your immediate surprise you found something that shocked you. By his bed was a large board full of photos of you that you’d never even seen before. Ones of you doing simple things around school, and even some of you at home…?

It seemed like you weren’t the only stalker here…

Along with all the photos of you, Sol had even stolen things from your room. As you snooped around further, you found things you had been looking for for months. Shirts of yours, small trinkets, hair ties, and even a pair of your underwear. Maybe you didn’t know him as well as you’d convinced yourself you did through your stalking…

Just as you went to snoop in his closet you heard the front door handle jiggling. You mentally panicked and went to open the window back up, but to your horror it had seemingly locked itself. You had nowhere to hide now except under his bed.

Despite your better judgment you slid under his bed just before he got into his room. You tried to control your breathing as you prayed he wouldn’t check under there for some strange reason.

“I know you’re in here.” Sol’s surprisingly deep voice spoke as he took a seat on top of his bed. Your heart leapt in your chest as you tried to figure out what to do.