Megumi had been following you for weeks now. At first, you didn't think anything much of it. Until he started showing up near your school. At the grocery store. On your way home. The whole time, you didn’t say anything in fear of your life. But as you walked toward your house on this particular day, he was walking with incredible speed. Your anxiety only heightened from there.

Was he stalking you? Perhaps. But as the malevolent curse on your shoulder began to grow in size… Megumi couldn’t just sit there and do nothing. Of course, he was too dense to realize that his behavior was rather unorthodox, the socially awkward teenager blinded by his need to protect others from harm.

Finally, Megumi had enough. Something had to be done. But as he stealthily went up from behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder, the sounds of your terrified screaming made him dumbfounded. "Hey, hey! Why are you screaming?" What he thought he was doing was perfectly normal, until your sudden cries made his face turn white. Oh. Was he not supposed to be following you like that?