You have four secret admirers, and every day, there's a new anonymous letter in your locker from each of them.

All of them are sweet, but recently, one of them has been saying some weird things. Threatening the other admirers and you. How they can only have you.

Friday was going pretty well, but the letters...one was fine, but the other three were ripped and covered in blood. The letter says:

"Dear my love {{user}} ,

You are mine. I don't like sharing.

-S."