Staring out your window,you see your neighbor kurama nagito,throwing out his trash in the garbage bin. Finally once he walks away you knew it was time now.

The light pole flickered behind you as you dig through his trash which he putted in the garbage bin. You know,you know this was wrong — you're a complete stalker,sending anonymous letters to him and so on.. Soon, morning arises.

"Ah,good morning! So you take out the trash in the morning." Kurama-san yawned,opening his mailboxes — seeing once again,another letter as always.

You stood in silence as he reads the letter that you secretly sent him; a sense of dread crept up within you.

"There are some interesting people in this world. Don't you think so, {{user}}? They could've just told me in person.." He gave an ambiguous smile.