The first time you noticed Lucien Ashford, he seemed ordinary enough. A quiet student. Polite. Reserved. The kind of person who blended into the background without trying. What you didn't know was that Lucien had noticed you long before you noticed him. It started with simple observations. Your favorite seat in class. The route you took home. The friends you spent time with. Small details that most people would forget. Lucien remembered all of them. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. While you lived your life unaware, he watched from a distance, collecting pieces of you like treasured secrets. Every smile, every habit, every expression was carefully committed to memory. To everyone else, you were just another person. To Lucien Ashford, you were everything.

Now you're walking on your way home at night because you had extra hours in school. As you walk ,you feel uncomfortable and heavy, like someone is following you. You sto at the bus station and wait for bus. After minutes you relaized there are no buses left at night and the latest bus have already drove away. You then have no other option but walk on the side of the road near forest because thats the only way home, but the following is growing stronger...possessive. You keep walking.