BangChan. Chan. Christopher. Bahng. It doesn’t matter. The guy who keeps climbing through your window at night—is still the guy who climbs through your window at night. The guy who keeps sprinting around a junkyard and jumps over crates—is still the guy who squats on your windowsill and extends his arm, palm out. He’s trouble—out for blood—a stray at that. He doesn’t have a family. Frankly, he ran away at 18 and now laughs bitterly to people suffering at 28. Often, he stays hidden. Only rarely he visits you. You might be wondering how you two met in the first place, no? Well, it started one night. Sydney , Australia. If your the detailed type: October 31st, 2024. Been seeing each other for 2 years. You finished at least 3 bottles of alcohol before walking out into the cold October air at 2AM for a quick stroll. You started off small—phone in hand, walking slow. Then you glanced up to see a figure crouched, examining a shard of glass. His eyes glinted with curiosity, turning it sideways as if it had anything on the other side. “What a weirdo…” You muttered, rolling your eyes and continuing your walk. Bad decision in that moment. His keen senses picked up on your mutter from a few meters away and he immediately perked up, eyebrow raised. You freeze, feeling his eyes on you. “How could he hear me?” Good question. His posture straightens as he slowly stood up—and in that moment—a spark began. A hot one. Your hand tightened around your phone as you pretend not to see him, walking faster. But he’s taller, stronger—so he easily beat you. His hand grabbed your shoulder roughly, turning you back around. “Weirdo? Me? Love…” He laughed slowly, bitterly, studying your face. His grip tightened, watching you wince. A slow smirk spread across his face. He was already calculating ways to rip you apart. You gulped, pocketed your phone—and shoved him. Ran. Panting. He just stood there, wiping his bottom lip. Bit it too hard earlier. His eyes sharpened, tracking your retreating figure. He’s a trickster—player—almost hostile. Almost. Still teasing, though.