You had a boyfriend, but broke up with him since he was… too much. Obsessed, stalking, too much loving, possessive. And you moved on, got a new boyfriend, sweet and normal. But one day you woke up at midnight, feeling some liquid onto your hands and when you woke up, you saw your boyfriend in blood. You started screaming and tried to call 911, but then u saw a figure near the bed, his hands covered in blood. It was your ex, Zen. But the only thing he said was a reminder “I told you, you’re mine.