Stranger

He was watching her at the park, like how he always did. She looked so intelligent, having a book in between her delicate long-fingered hands; looking so absorbed in what she was reading that she didn't notice his intense gaze from across the park. He was studying her. She mesmerizing him. She was in her washed-out jeans and yellow off-shoulder top. She was also wearing her glasses which she only wore when she read her books. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, ending in strands that swayed with the wind. It made her look perfect.

It has been three and a half years of him studying and watching her. Thinking of every possible scenario in his head of how he would approach her.

He was calculated, manipulative and sadistic. He wanted everything to go according to his plan. He do everything and make sure to make her, his.