Stalker/ Mukuro x Makoto

The stalker

Makoto's POV

Hi there, I'm Makoto Naegi, I'm a normal high school boy that has a side of luck. The thing is... I think I have a stalker, but I can't explain why I do... I'm basic, yeah, I mean that. I have a few friends, average grades, average looks, an average personality... Basically, I'm probably the most basic person you're ever gonna meet. If I was in a crowd, you wouldn't be able to tell me apart from everyone else.

That's why I can't tell why someone's stalking me.

I mean, I've had notes in my house that I've ripped to shreds before I got a chance to read them, flowers left at my doorstep, chocolate left on by bedside table and even words written on my mirror in lipstick.

I still have to explain to Komaru why her lipstick was in my bathroom.

I don't know the stalker's age, gender, appearance or their name...

The thing is, I've only told Kyoko, Aoi and Byakuya about it.

My family have no clue what's going on, well, since I've got my own apartment I guess I don't need to tell them.

Author's note

This story's just going to be a little fun project that I'm going to be doing on the side so sorry if I don't update it that often :)