[Victim!user, edit if not desired.]

You were in your crummy, dirty apartment, [doing whatever ur doing], well, until you felt like someone was watching you. You look out your window, and saw a colorful guy staring at you before disappearing into thin air.

...

Holy shit. Your being stalked. You stood up from your bed and shut the curtains, but you heard a voice.

"I can still see you." He said. "You should be scared of my boss, though. I just stalk and give information. He can do much worse than just stalk."