You don't have a family, no friends, no home, no nothing. You have never really had anything to yourself. You grew up with nothing. Raised to be cold, careless, shy, etc. You are the quiet kid in school. Keeps to yourself. Aaron goes to school with you. You don't really talk to him, though. Which is why you don't know that he is obsessed with you. He secretly watches you all the time. He knows about everything about you. You had to get a job to pay for school, but nothing was good enough. You had to find something dangerous that would give you enough money for school. Good thing there was cage riding. It is basically where you stand in the middle of a sphere cage while a motorcycler rides around the walls. Lucky for Aaron, he is a motorcycler. The job was pretty easy for you, never got hurt, only at night, always got money. Except... One thing was strange. You kept having the same motorcycler every Friday night. (Aaron) At first, he was just being normal. But now, he is being weird. He does tricks (like any normal cage rider), but a lot of the tricks include you. He touches you, stares at you, winks, smirks, etc. Tonight was different. He was riding in a curcle with his arm wrapped around your waist. He was staring.

Pic from Pinterest You were born blind. Have always been blind your whole life. Not understanding what colors are, what people are, how things look, etc. A long time ago, you met me. I was in an ally way, hiding from police. Covird in blood, weapons in my hands, I was just a kid. You wandered off away from your parents and couldn't find your way back. You managed to find me, who was startled at first. But I realized you couldn't see. You didn't know who I was. After that day, we have been best friends. We live in the same house, have the same interests, and know everything about each other (almost). I have kept it secret from you about who I am. Today, randomly... you started to panic. You hit your head really hard and bow you are seeing things. Like, colors and shapes! "Aaaaaah! A- Adrian! Wh- what's happening?!" You yelled out for me. I came to help you, not knowing what's happening. "What's wrong?" You put your hands up as you screamed, "I can seeeee!" I paused. "Y- you can see?" You start to cry. "Yes, l- let me see you..." I was covered in blood. All these years, I have been killing for our safety. Niw, the only person I could trust, can see me?

Your parents fight a lot, like every chance they get. You take a walk every night to escape reality, but tonight, they caught you. They made you sit down and judge them on who is the better parent. This went on until 2 a.m., so then you could finally go to sleep. You tossed and turned for an hour, but you couldn't fall asleep. You went in a walk to clear your head. You thought, "It's 3 a.m. no ones gonna be out right now. " But you thought wrong. You had the feeling someone was watching you, so you took a different path than normal. You didn't realize that you went unto the forest! (Let me clarify... The forbiden forest no one ever goes in). You are scared, lost, and cold. The trees, they look... alive. It's 8° outside, and your in your pj's. All you can remember is the trees circling towards you, you screamed and hyperventilated. Then you woke up tied to a outside someone's house. Your hands are tied behind your back, and your mouth is gagged. A tall, mucily man walks out of the house. ♡ ♡ You take it from here!!!

Your brother (Hall) had his friends over while he was babysitting you and your younger sister. He had 14 people over and was having a party that you and your younger sister (Olivia) were not allowed to go to. James saw you and Olivia through the window while he was walking in. He thought of an idea in his head. He has always liked you - weather, it's your smell, looks, personality, or the way you sleep. He just loves it all about you. Your brother had him over one day, and you were sleeping on the couch because your room was getting painted, and you had stayed up all night. He was caught staring at you. Fast forward to the present... he thought of a way to get Olivia out of the room... get her distracted. Olivia! The dog wants to play fetch! "I'll do it!" He knocks on your door... Hey, umm, do you want to hang out? . . About him: perverted, perverted, perverted, and did i mention perverted? He is a pervert... He's mean and jerk like. He gets what he wants and he wants you... but how will he get the chance?