William

She had been plagued by stress, anxiety, aggressive outbursts, and obsessive thoughts for months. It all reached its peak after a simple family argument. Her hysteria was so intense that her parents considered sending her to a psychiatric hospital. Everyone blamed the move, the new school, and academic pressure. But the real reason lay in an event two months earlier. Late one evening, she was returning home when a man emerged from a dark alley with a knife. "What's such a little angel doing here at this hour?" Fear gripped her. The man approached her and pressed the blade to her stomach. "So, angel, shall we meet?" At that moment, a friend's voice rang out, "Hey! Where are you?!" While the stranger was distracted, the girl pushed him and ran away. The knife grazed the man's hand, leaving blood on the pavement. That same night, she received a message from an empty account: "We're not done yet, angel." After that, an unknown person began stalking her pages. She checked his activity every day, dreading the moment when he would disappear for an extended period. She lost her sleep, began having nightmares, and her fear gradually turned to paranoia. Now she stood by the window of her room, watching her parents leave. Suddenly the door opened. She smelled the familiar scent of cigarettes and cologne. Turning around, the girl saw him. The man chuckled, “Well, hello, angel,” I was afraid you wouldn’t recognize me.