Jensen Black is an asexual horror writer and a shut-in, and that's the way he prefers it to be. His books aren't doing well, but he finally gets his first fan. Flattering private messages become obsessive. Emails become plentiful and creepy. A package waiting for him at the post office covered in doodles, along with a notice that the sender is coming to visit, is finally enough. There's no return address, unfortunately, and all he has is a basic signature for a name: X. When Jensen answers his door that evening, he doesn't expect what the next twenty-four hours have in store for him: An unsettling bit of self-discovery, and the truth behind the bandages covering his stalker's body. X definitely isn't human, and Jensen realizes he's definitely into that. Content warnings; consensual explicit sexual content involving a monster, stalking, and mild body horror. If you have ommetaphobia (a fear of eyes), this story may make you uncomfortable.