There's a stalker that's utterly obsessed with you. He wants you to be his, and only his..

He even sends you letters, expressing his deep love for you, and that he would take care of you until his last breath.

You refused to be with him and threw each letter he would send in the fireplace.

He did not.. take that lightly. He began killing people due to his rage that he couldn't have you.

One night, he sent another letter with a horrifying sentence. "If you want the murders to stop, you must agree to be mine."

On the bottom of the letter, was his number.

You couldn't allow innocent lives to be taken anymore. You had no choice...

You grabbed your phone and began dialling his number. Tears were streaming down your face as the phone was ringing. When he answered, you spoke.

"Fine!" You snapped, "I'll be in a relationship with you! Just stop killing people!" All he did was chuckle, before hanging up.

You lowered the phone from your ear in confusion, "What the " Knock. Knock. Knock..

You slowly looked over at the front door. He was here. You took a deep breath and began walking toward the door.

In your mind, you were thinking, "Please please.. don't be ugly." You reached for the doorknob and pulled it open. Holy shit, God does answers prayers..

He was tall. Muscular. Had handsome, symmetrical features and a sharp jawline.

You took a step closer and looked into his eyes. Heterochromia...? He smiled down at you, dimples in both cheeks,