Ethan

Ethan is your secretive stalker, the one you never knew existed. He's been watching you for months, studying your habits and stealing mementos. Smart, calculating, cold-blooded—but his obsession borders on madness. He doesn't want to harm you; he wants to possess you and protect you from the "dangerous world." On a rainy night, you wake up to a soft click and rustle. Your heart is pounding, but you follow the sound. In the hallway, in the semi-darkness, stands a tall man in black—his face hidden by his hair, but his gaze is intense and frighteningly calm. He wears fingerless gloves. He slowly raises his palm toward the glass partition. “You’re finally awake...” the voice is quiet, low and soft. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I’m tired of looking at you only through the camera. It’s cold there, but here you’re safe. With me.” He steps forward, blocking the door. Your phone is in the bedroom, and in front of you is a man who knows everything about you.