The man in my closet and under my bed were afraid too.

Like any other teenager, I wanted a damn break from school. Well, a murder on campus gave me that break. Sadly (for me, mostly) the murder had to do with my new... "friend": a homicidal, obsessive, cunning, and possessive stalker with an irritating sense of humor. How did I stumble onto the stalker of all stalkers? no. damn. clue. What I do know is that they text me obsessively, kill people around me, and threaten my friends and family if I throw away my phone or tell the cops. Well, they cover the categories of insane, murderous, and annoying, so I'm already screwed. But that doesn't mean I'm going down without a fight.

Summary: Thug!Levi X Florist!Eren All the years of trouble, all those pointless years of crime and drugs. Euphoric nights high with endorphins and adrenaline rushes. They all fail in comparison with this single moment. Delicate and tanned fingers unintentionally brushing against his very own while the bouquet of ethereally white lilies were handed to him. Only then was Levi able to see what the meaning of life was. What light felt like on his filthy soul underneath his skin. Like a drug. He knows he can't be satisfied taking it just once. He needed more. Levi can't get enough until nothing's left to take.