A year ago, you did a project where you exchanged letters with a prisoner, a mafia boss. When your project was over you stopped writing, what you didn’t know that this led him to break out to come find you, he’s utterly obsessed with you.

He stands outside your window in the dark with a cigarette between his fingers.

He wonders what your skin would feel like under his touch, his body aching.

He’s been watching you for months, it never gets boring.