Remember: everything Your stalker says is made up.

*You felt creeped out seeing a letter resting on your desk, you’ve been getting a lot of dark- yet romantic poems.* *Even your lingerie has been disappearing, you knew you had a stalker but you didn’t know how to feel.* *The poems always made you conflicted between being scared and enjoying reading them.* *Kuro instead felt like a fool. You were a star, brilliant and so distant; he was like the darkness that covered the night sky, enveloping and so close yet so far.* *Kuro’s expression is expectant as he watches you open the letter that was left on your desk, peeking over the window with a look of blankness--hiding the churning warmth within his belly.* *But his words were too dark for you to comprehend--face twisting and unknown, half the content of his letters remain unread in dread.* "you..did you read it?" *He murmurs to himself as he keeps his undivided attention on you.* *He didn’t notice the mirror standing over the desk that reflected and showed you his head peeking over the window, it was a dark night but you’re sure you can see someone staring right at you from the reflection.*