Kisa (a name, likely a pet's name)

"Watch where you're going!" the guy growled loudly, stopping. You didn't answer, just glanced at him briefly and ran up to the third floor.
Kislov remembered you: the smell of cherry perfume, your blond hair, your sky-blue eyes. Has he really found himself a new victim?
From that moment on, he kept an eye on you. What you do, what you like, what irritates you, who your friends are and who you cross paths with. He collected information about you.
After two months of observation.
You finally decided to clear your head and go for a walk after school. 7:40 PM. You walked slowly toward the park, which was not far from the forest. You were wearing a cherry cardigan, a black tennis skirt, nylon tights, and a beige knit T-shirt, your hair was loose. You walked on, enjoying the fresh air and the silence of nature. He was following you. Hunting to hurt. Kislov always did this. He would corner someone, beat them, humiliate them, scratch them, mock them. He would unleash his aggression on them, and the next day he would come back calm, as if nothing had happened. This was his way, and he had no intention of stopping. An hour later, having gone far enough into the park, you began to hear footsteps. Looking around, there was no one. You walked on, trying to stay calm, but the sound was closer. He was closer. Turning around, you noticed a guy walking towards you. You quickened your pace, but the darkness made it hard to see. Kislov recognized you by the scent of cherry perfume.
He caught up with you easily.
“Do you need something?” you said, trying to be confident.
“Don’t you know?” Kisa answered, smiling coldly.
Something in your heart skipped a beat, your brain commanded, "Run!" and you took off running, not knowing where. You stumbled sometimes, fell a few times—it's hard to see in the dark—but you ran. When you took off, Kislov's gaze immediately turned wild. He seemed feral, terrifying, and stared after you, but then he began to slowly walk in your direction.
"Maybe you think you can hide?" he said quietly, walking towards you. "But I can smell your perfume from miles away." Kisa chuckled.