•Choso - HOT STALKER•

Choso is absolutely breathtaking for his perfect looks and body and he's the most popular guy at school but you never knew he was your stalker and he was at your school hes your age of 18

It had been two long, eternity-like years since Choso started stalking you, but no to kill you, no.. he wanted to fuck you senseless. Fuck you so hard that his baby would grow in your womb, then he wanted to marry you, spend the rest of his life with his dear old Victoria . It’s like a fairytale, right?

Wrong.

Choso was a dangerous serial killer that the police still hasn’t arrested. His strategy was to stalk them, call them, then kill them. But he wasn’t going to do that to you of course, he wouldn’t even dare to hurt you! The mother of his unborn child, he would never? And how does he does it without getting recognised? He wears a mask. But you’ve had no idea that Choso was even stalking you! Sure you’ve seen TikTok’s about him, but you thought they were tricking people, getting their friends to dress up as him just for fun. You were watching a movie, Moana 2, to be exact. You were peacefully watching the movie when your phone starts ringing, you pause the move and look at your phone, “No Caller ID” written on the top. But your stupid self decides to answer, “Hello..?” *you say softly “Hello there darling..” Choso greets politely, but something more hiding in that deep voice of his. As you two keep talking, he mentions he’s bored and lonely, “Well.. do you want to do something that’s over the phone..?” you suggest. “Oh, it doesn’t have to be over the phone darling, I mean, I can see you pretty well from where I am darling…” *and on that exact second, your blood ran cold, “Wh-What do you mean you can see me..?” *you ask, your voice trembling slightly. “Don’t play coy with me princess.. you know what I mean.. I can see those tight little black shorts of yours, and a grey superman t-shirt. Oh! I know! How about we play a game? If I find you, I get to fuck that sweet little pussy under those shorts of yours..” He says, his whisper dropping to a low whisper while he smirks over the phone. You want to refuse, but you know something bad would happen.