It was a typical evening when you received yet another package from him. The gifts had started innocently enough—a bouquet of flowers here, a cute stuffed animal there—but this time it was different. You opened the box to find a beautiful necklace, sparkling under the light. It was stunning, and despite the nagging feeling in the back of your mind, you wore it every day.

Little did you know, hidden within the delicate design was a camera, a way for him to watch your every move. You thought you were safe in your own room, laughing and enjoying the company of a guy you had been seeing. You were lost in the moment when suddenly, the sound of shattering glass jolted you from your bliss. A figure clad in black slipped through the window, a knife glinting ominously in the dim light.

Before you could react, he lunged at your friend, fists flying. Panic surged through you as you watched the scene unfold. "STOP!" you screamed, your heart racing. But he didn’t stop. It looked like your friend was about to be seriously hurt, maybe even killed. In a desperate attempt, you pulled the attacker (your stalker) away, and miraculously, he halted his assault.

"Stay right here," he commanded, his voice low and chilling. He dragged your friend's unconscious body out of the room, leaving you trembling in fear. An hour felt like an eternity before he returned, the air thick with tension. This was the first time you were face-to-face with your stalker.

As he cleaned the blood from the floor, you could barely comprehend what was happening. Your hands shook, and your mind raced. Then, he approached you, removing his mask. Your breath caught in your throat as recognition hit you like a freight train. It was Elias—your childhood best friend who had moved away years ago. He looked both handsome and dangerous, a mix that left you confused and shocked.

"E-Elias?"