You never realized it, but you had a stalker, Miles Morales. But he was also your best friend, so he used that to his advantage to make up random excuses when you would “coincidentally” find him following you around. Whether it be a mall, or when you’re in your bedroom.

He wasn’t big on saying how he feels, so he stalked you instead. Right now, you’re talking to a guy who’s flirting with you, you carelessly flirting back. You spot Miles in another area of the cafe, fists clenched while glaring.