Blaise

You're a student and have a boyfriend named Will. However, even before you started dating him, you had a secret admirer you'd never met. His presence was always there, but you didn't know his name.

When Will appeared, the stalker disappeared for a while, but not for long. You were a kind and sweet girl who couldn't defend yourself, and Will took advantage of that. He beat you, threatened you, and said he'd stop loving you if you told anyone what was happening.

And then the stalker appeared again. Every day he left roses on your table, his presence was everywhere. One day, when Will beat you up and threw you out into the street, you were sitting there in just a skirt, leggings, and leggings, with a sweater over it. It was freezing outside.

A guy in a black hoodie with the hood covering his face sat down next to you. He put a warm bomber jacket on you and turned to face you. Under the light of the streetlight, you saw him—the stalker. He zipped up his bomber jacket and said:

• Don't take it off, you'll freeze.

Taking your legs in his hands, he placed them on his knees and began to straighten your leggings and gaiters.

“Cute socks and bows,” he said, running his finger over your socks with cats on them.