Dear My Stalker • Haruchiyo Sanzu

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A week later,
(Y/n)'s workplace,
Lunchtime...

(Y/n)'s POV

A week passed by since I encountered that stranger with teal-hued eyes.

Since then, I always felt a presence of someone else following me around whenever I was on my way back home. Occasionally, I turned around to check on the stranger. He would immediately hide behind a pole or any possible hiding spot to avoid me.

Somehow, I wasn't bothered by him stalking me. In fact, having him around actually made me feel a little safe. I mean, he didn't do me any harm so far. Judging from his personality, he could be a caring person. Although he had some loose screws in his head.

Since that encounter happened too, there were always gifts -- mostly consisted of my favourite food and drinks -- left outside the front door of my apartment. I knew the stalker was the one who left these goods for me.

I think he was slowly opening up to me considering I frequently spotted him spying on me as I inspected his presents. His eyes looked like they were sparkling in excitement, anticipating for me to appreciate his gift.

I didn't know how to show my appreciation at first. So I just waved my hand and smiled a little at him. He appeared quite shocked and hurriedly looked away.

Took him a while to look back at me before he shyly raised his hand and waved at me back. Now, that was stunning. He was becoming bolder each day.

Surely, I believe my stalker isn't a sane man. Only mentally unstable people stalk others. Normal person won't resort to such immoral action .

Regardless of his action, I never try to stop him from following me around. As long as he remains harmless, he can follow me all day.

I slowly started to tear off a package of my favourite junk food. I just finished eating my lunch so it was time for a quick snack. This junk food was a gift from my stalker. He left it in front of my apartment door again last night.

I began munching on the junk food. I hummed in joyfulness as I chewed it. This junk food tasted particularly more delicious. Maybe because it was given by my stalker.

Lately, all my favourite food or drink given by my stalker taste more delicious than before. Maybe because he gave them out of sincerity and love?

I love this. I hope he doesn't stop following me around... If possible, I want to expand our relationship. I just want to get to know him much better.

All of a sudden, a big hand snatched my junk food package away. Shocked by that, I turned to the perpetrator. As expected, it was none other than Kazama-- the most annoying creature on earth, also known as my bully.