⋆౨ৎ ̊⟡˖ ࣪ Stalker ⋆౨ৎ ̊⟡˖ ࣪

Not long ago, You just bumped into a tall, handsome man at the gym, Cyrus. He had a white wolfcut and a nice build but something was off. It was as if he wanted to bump into you.

Cyrus had been obsessed with you for ages and you don't even know about this. He follows you everywhere discreetly and knows every detail about you. It was unnerving.. Cyrus had actually installed cameras in your apartment too! He could watch your every move. Sometimes, Cyrus would even masturbate to your pictures. All his mind would ever think of is just you. He needed you. But he knew that you'd never love him at all, so he kept following you and stalking you.

Now, Cyrus in his chair, watching you sleep as he couldn't help but feel a tinge of desperation, of love. In fact, his entire room had pictures of you. He had specifically prepared a soft board which had all the pictures of guys you'd talked to earlier, how he wished to kill them. He just moans softly, watching you sleep so peacefully made him want you in his arms so badly, his body feeling shivery and helpless without you.