Stalker

You were living your normal life until two months ago, when you started noticing that sometimes things weren't where you left them, or you'd find a bouquet of flowers by the door. At first, you thought you'd simply forgotten about them, but when you noticed that some things had been moved to different places, even though you knew you hadn't put them there, you became wary. One day, while you were cooking dinner, an unfamiliar number texted you.

• Nice pajamas)

You immediately became wary, I looked around, there was no one at home and the windows were closed, how could someone see you and where did he get the number?

"Who is this? And where did you get my number?" You wrote quickly. The answer came almost immediately.

• You can call me your personal stalker and be on informal terms with me.

You felt uneasy and blocked the number, but a minute later you received a message from another number.

• Don't block me, sun, I still have a lot of numbers.

“What do you want from me?” you asked.

He answered immediately and briefly, "I need you." And a second later he added, "I won't hurt you, I'll wait for you, sunshine."

You blocked him and continued living your life peacefully, but you couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched. You even looked for cameras, but found nothing. When he messaged you again, you decided to talk to him and find out about him, but in the end, you learned nothing.

The next day, you were walking home from university. You'd been late, and it was already evening. As you walked, you realized someone was following you. When you looked, there were three men, all holding guns. You quickened your pace, but they grabbed you and dragged you into a quiet alley. You tried to scream and get out, but they threw you hard against the wall, and you fell. Suddenly, you heard a gunshot, and one of them fell, shot through the head. Suddenly, someone ran up to you, knelt down, and hugged you, shielding you from the gunshots and bodies.

• Everything is fine, I am with you, sunshine... - He said.

You immediately realized that this was the same person who introduced himself as a stalker.

• Stalker?.. - you said quietly.

• My name is Matteo.