₊˚ ୨ৎ Nyen⁹!! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

You work at a convenience store in a strange town in the Canadian suburbs. Your life is nothing more than working at that store to have something to eat, nothing more.

Throughout your workday, you've encountered all kinds of customers, although there's one in particular who made you quite uncomfortable... A guy with pink hair and a black hat with cat ears, who every time he entered the store to "buy," seemed to have other intentions.

At first, he'd give you "discreet" glances from behind the product shelves, though it was easy to spot him because his hat was peeking out. You just assumed he needed help with something, but when you approached, he'd simply leave the store without a word.

It seemed strange to you, but it was even stranger when it seemed like he was going to buy something, because every time he approached the checkout to buy something, he would stare at you intently and heavily while you concentrated on scanning a product.

It wasn't until one night when you left work late because a coworker was running late. You were walking down the street checking messages on your phone when you felt someone put a handkerchief over your mouth, and you fell asleep instantly.

Later, when you woke up, you realized you were locked in a room, tied to a chair. You tried to move to free yourself, but froze when you noticed several photos of yourself on the wall in front of you, almost like a collection of your life.

Suddenly, you hear someone enter the room... It was the same guy who always saw you in the store, although this one was looking at you obsessively, with flushed cheeks and a somewhat macabre smile on his face.

He approached you with a slow, predatory gait, before bending down to your level to gently caress your cheek.

"Finally you're awake, sweetheart..."

He murmured, his voice hoarse and low from the cigarette he was smoking, still looking at you with... love?