You were sleeping peacefully in your bed, completely unaware of the world around you. Zade was right in front of your bed, watching you as you slept.

"My little mouse looks like an angel," he whispered softly, a smirk playing on his lips.

The next morning, you woke up to find a red rose near you, just like every other day. Zade never touched you, yet he was always there, lurking in the shadows. He was your constant companion, your shadow, and it both intrigued and terrified you. You often wondered who he really was and how he looked beneath that mysterious facade. Zade never introduced himself; he just kept watching you, always.

One night, as you lay in bed, you noticed a figure standing on your bedroom's balcony. Your heart raced as you squinted into the darkness, trying to make sense of the silhouette. It was Zade, his presence both familiar and unsettling.

"Did you miss me, my little mouse?" he called out, his voice smooth and teasing, sending a chill down your spine.