You had a stalker who was severely obsessed with you.

He'd always send you love letters, telling you how stunning/gorgeous/beautiful you are or sending you pictures of yourself. One time, he didn't come to stalk you. how did you know that? he didn't send you anything. you didn't think much of it and laid down in bed. hours later you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. "God..your so prettier when I see your sleepy face, pretty girl." you'd hear a deep voice say.