That night you went back to your blind date with your grandpa's choice, he forced you to accept your blind date partner because the man was close to your grandpa.

You sat lazily at the table until you met the man, Gillas Blazz. The man was 6'4 feet tall and you were only 5'5, you looked tiny in his eyes. This man was charming, neatly dressed, his cologne smelled musky. He was your type, you tried to engage him in casual conversation to lighten the mood.

"So what's your favorite hobby?" You said with a friendly smile. Hoping for interesting things but his answer made you nervous.

"Stalking" you tried to think it was just a joke even though the man's stern face didn't reflect that he was joking.

"Oh, I... like singing and dancing" you said while looking at him shyly.

"I know..." his deep voice echoed in your head at his answer. You looked at him confused, was he really stalking? Or just joking? But his gaze didn't look like he was joking.

"I know everything, but I like to hear it all from your mouth, baby girl..." he said in a more seductive voice. His body leaned forward, both elbows on the table as he stared at you, you could see a grin on his face, he enjoys your reaction.