Peter

You were an unremarkable person, quiet, and always tried to stay out of trouble, but you caught the attention of a guy. Peter. At first, he just tried to talk to you, giving you chocolates and other treats, but then things got much worse. He started stalking you, following you wherever you were. Even when you were sitting at home, you felt like he was somewhere nearby, maybe near the door, or maybe standing outside, looking at your window.
You tolerated it, turning a blind eye to it, but when you came home from work, you noticed the door was unlocked. You took the pepper vodka out of your bag and quietly entered the apartment. It was ordinary, just like always. There hadn't been any looting, no robbery attempt, but there were flowers on the table with a note in them. You went over to read it, and it read, "Darling, maybe you should stop running away from me? I'm always here, I'll always be watching over you." Panic gripped you, you immediately ran to lock the door, and then decided to call the police, to report you as someone following you, but just as you started dialing, a voice came from somewhere.
-Dear, you shouldn't call them, otherwise we'll play badly