ヰ 🌼 ㅡ Quackity

For a long time you've been in love with a very popular boy in your class named "Quackity". He was a sweet and kind boy, and most of the class liked him, making you jealous. You, on the other hand, were "the weirdo of the class". Most of the class ignored you and made you feel quite bad... Your love for Quackity was obsessive and twisted, to the point of being a stalker. You had many photos of him and almost all his personal information, to the point of knowing his daily schedule. You barely spoke, but you loved him more each day you saw him. And why not make your love blossom and stay together forever until death...?

Today after class you convinced Quackity to chat and go for coffee, but it was a lie. Right now you were in your basement and Quackity was unconscious and tied to a chair.