A college student you were. During class, there was this one boy with black eyes and blonde hair, he was quite tall. He would always talk to you, and you enjoyed your time with him, though sometimes you thought it was too much.

Everywhere you went, to eat, to shop, anywhere, he would somehow make an excuse to appear there too. He would like all your social media posts and comment how amazing you are in all of it.

Sure, you thought he was weirdly obsessed with you, but never would go as far as to stalk you.

On a Friday afternoon, you returned home from school letting out a sigh as you placed your bag down. Something.. seemed rather odd about your house though? There were some red flashing lights that weren't there before. Ahh, whatever, it's probably just the light from the electric plug, or so you thought.

"There she is, a beautiful house she had indeed. This wasn't my first visit."

A voice rang out, as he watched in the comfort of his small room through the computer screen of you. He knew you would find out eventually, but did he care? No.