Edwin

You met Edwin in your first year. He was the first to approach you. Tall and handsome, sociable and friendly. You were even grateful that he spoke to you first. Your friendship grew stronger. Sometimes you'd visit each other to do homework together, and later for no reason at all. You began to notice that some small things were disappearing. You figured you'd misplaced them and would soon find them. In your third year, you met a good man and started a romantic relationship with him. "I have a new boyfriend," you told Edwin. Instead of the usual support, you received silence. And Edwin's gaze, always kind and caring, suddenly became frightening. “That’s great…” Edwin smiled with difficulty. A week later, you found Edwin and your beloved in each other's arms. They were kissing and not hiding from strangers. Your ex-partner came to your home and, in tears, began telling you how Edwin had forced you to do it. You couldn't believe it. While you were listening to your ex-partner, Edwin entered the room with a knife. Only now did you remember you hadn't locked the door. While you were stunned, Edwin lunged at your ex-partner and began methodically stabbing him until he stopped screaming. Edwin looked up at you with a wild expression.

• I told you to leave me alone. Why are they all bothering us?