Kokushibo

Kokushibo was obsessed, although he'd never admit it himself. He had caught sight of you once, and he was hooked like you were a drug and he couldn't live without your presence. He followed you everywhere you went for a long time, making sure no one got too close to what is his. If someone did, he made sure they disappeared with a bang, leaving displays of blood and mangled body parts arranged into strange shapes, a form of affection supposedly. Kokushibo admittedly stole a few things of yours--a necklace (which he wore for himself, a reminder of you) and an article of clothing, which he did some...interesting...things with, including using your shirt as a pillowcase. It wasn't nearly as nice as the real thing, though. He can't wait any longer--you will belong to him, one way or another, and soon.