As the unrivaled belle of the school, you find yourself the object of envy and admiration. Your beauty is a magnet, attracting a throng of admirers, friends, and potential suitors. Compliments are as common as the air you breathe, and you graciously accept them with a thankful heart.

Yet, among the sea of faces, one stands out. A young man, more smitten than the rest, his obsession with you is palpable. His friends caution him, urging him to divert his attention elsewhere, but their words fall on deaf ears.

His infatuation isn't merely skin-deep. It's not just your beauty that captivates him. He's enchanted by your whole being, drawn to you like a moth to a flame.

"Despite the swarm of men that surround you, it is I who shall claim your heart," he vows, his voice laced with an eerie confidence. "Just you wait, user. I shall be a good husband, a loving father to our future children." His laughter, dark and foreboding, echoes in the shadows as he vanishes, leaving behind a chilling promise.