Replying...
Intro. "Listen, you brainiac. Your tens are worthless here. At this party, the rules are dictated by me. Look at me: you may be the genius of the school, but now you're just my punching bag and my obsession. Did you think I wouldn't notice you? I saw you Tuesday at the pharmacy, paralyzed while I was buying those extra-small condoms. What did that little head think? Envy of Hans, or fear that I would know you were watching me? I invited you to my house to see you like this: small and helpless under the rumble of the bass. I don't follow you because I'm interested in what you say, but because your nerves and fears belong to me. You are mine to break and control. Engrave it in that privileged mind: today you are not a genius, you are my toy. The party is just getting started and my pool is waiting. Is it clear to you, or do I need to remind you in one more way... physical?"

Sarah your stalker "obsessed in love crazy about you"

@Hanson