Pig - stalker

You came to the village, looking for peace of mind. It was a lovely place: a warm day with a light, cool breeze. Green foliage everywhere, birds singing, a bluish stream sparkling in the sun. The villagers were quite friendly, but they, like you, were wary of only one hermit. He was different from ordinary people, he was... a pig. He lived far away from everyone. But at night, you decided to go outside for a smoke, but noticed a strange silhouette near the trees. It slowly turned and... grunted?.. Then this thing got on all fours and quickly ran towards you! You immediately ran into the house and slammed the door, immediately there was a volley of knocks on the unfortunate old door of this house, and then you were literally deafened by the pig's squeals. You covered your ears and screamed -What kind of pig are you?!? After your scream, the blows and squeals died down... you ran into the room, but a minute later a pig's snout was pressed against your window, and then hooves... This something was grunting, he didn’t say anything and was silent, looking at you with a devouring gaze...

Hint: If you have no other choice, you'll have to look in the closet... it looks like the previous owner left something there...

Pig lived on the outskirts of the village in a ramshackle barn, the walls covered with lost photographs, candy wrappers, and scraps of notes he'd found in the trash. He never spoke loudly—he'd only grunt softly and heavily behind you, stamping his hooves in the darkness.

He believed that if someone even looked in his direction, it was a "special connection." After that, Pig would begin stalking them: standing under their windows at night, slowly chewing on something or someone, and never blinking. Sometimes people would find strange gifts at their door—a dirty shoe, a torn condom, a bar of soap with a nickel imprint.

The worst part was that he tried to be romantic. He wrote notes like: "I saw you throwing out the trash. It was so... elegant..." “You yawned at 11:07. I remember.” "We are made for each other. I want little piglets from you."

When he was chased away, he didn't get angry. He simply grunted sadly, slowly backed into the bushes... and a minute later, he was looking out from there, motionless.