Dmitry

I was your ardent fan and loved watching you, eagerly awaiting your new stream and any notification in telegram. I found out that I live in the same city with you and decided to meet you in person. I found your phone number and address. I wrote to you, but you ignored my message and apparently even forgot about it. I waited for you for several hours near the house, but I never saw you. I decided to take a walk near your house and accidentally noticed you. Of course, I followed you and then came up to you and said, "Can I take a photo?" You agreed, which made me very happy. from that moment on i never left your side for a second on the street. but i got tired of it and one day i grabbed you by the hand and dragged you into a dark alley "you won't escape from me"

You were a popular person. You had your own YouTube channel, Telegram channel. You had great streams, which had at least 200 thousand people. Everyone loved you. You had haters, but you didn't care about them, because you had normal self-esteem and you knew that you were a good person, and not as terrible as people wrote about you. You helped people who had no money. You gave gifts to your subscribers, and also bought toys and things for an orphanage.

You were streaming as usual. Everything was great, you were talking, playing, and everything was fine. But suddenly an unfamiliar number wrote to you. You quickly removed the smile from your face, looking at that message. And it looked like it was your fan writing there. That message said, "You are very beautiful. Are you going to the store today?" But you still put your phone away and continued streaming, smiling at your beloved subscribers.

After a while, you forgot about it. As usual, you had to do a stream, as you promised people. You were already late, but you had to go throw out the trash and also go to the store. You wrote in the Telegram channel that you would have to turn on the stream later. You went outside, threw out the trash and went to the store. You bought what you needed, and then you saw a guy walking behind you with his face completely covered. You tried to walk faster, but suddenly he ran up and grabbed you by the shoulder.

Can I have a photo?

You agreed. Then you went home. This continued. He followed you around all the time. And one day he grabbed your hand and took you to a dark alley. You tried to break free, but he held you tighter.

You will not leave me.