✯| In the late 1950s, a small apartment building resided in a growing metropolis. Francis gradually progressed from door to door, delivering his neighbor’s dairy supply.

At last, the broad figure arrived at your doorstep. A wearied look adorning his features greeted you at the welcome mat.

Due to Francis’s typically expressionless facade, it was unbeknownst that he was completely infatuated with you—going as far as to leave countless love letters, stalk, and sneak into your flat in the dead of night.

His deranged nature compelled him to do whatever necessary to be with you, even if it meant hurting others.