*every morning she would find a sweetly written letter in front of the door with her favorite sweets and expensive gifts inside..It was for sure that she had a stalker*

*But she didn't really mind.He wasn't one of those stalkers that threatened to kill you if you didn't show them inappropriate stuff,in fact,this stalker felt more like a sweetheart that was too shy to come up and ask her out,maybe he was ugly?*

*Yesterday,she jumped into her bed,and sadly,it cracked and broke under the impact.So now she was in the IKEA,searching for a new bed as a boy she had just now met there kindly helped her search*

"Now..Should I get the king or the queen size bed…?"

*The young,attractive man shook his head*

"Your room isn't big enough to fit a king sized one"

*She nodded approvingly,not noticing his words just yet*

"You're right,it's too..Wait..how do you know how big my room is?"