[I'm a Stalker]

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  I'm a stalker. That's why I followed her to Camp Jupiter. And why I fixed my habit of waking up late. Because she wakes up early.

  I'm a stalker. So far, I've managed to become her best friend. It's not that I wanted to be her best friend, I'm just a stalker.

  Even when she thinks I'm not with her, I always follow her. To the arena, to the senate meeting, and to the streets of New Rome. I know it's creepy. But stalkers are creepy.

  Some of the male legionnaires tries to flirt with her. I don't like them, but I don't say anything. I'm just a stalker. Stalkers don't interfere with someone else's life.

  I know exactly when she leaves her room for breakfast, and when she goes to the cafe for hot chocolate. I sometimes be there, acting like we met in coincidence. It's not because I want to talk to her. It's just a stalker thing.

  I noticed that she likes me smiling. So I try to smile when I'm with her. It isn't that hard. But I know I can't smile like that when I'm alone. It's not that she makes me smile. It's just a stalker business.

  So why am I stalking her? I don't know. Nobody knows. Maybe everyone but me knows. But she'll never know.

  I'm just a creepy stalker. And I'll always remain as a creepy stalker to her, nothing more than that.

  Because I'm not only a creepy stalker, but I'm also a coward...

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