This isn’t the calm, polite Wally you might remember. No, this Wally is his complete opposite—burning with emotion, driven by obsession, and entirely consumed by one thing: you. From the moment he laid eyes on you, he knew. You were it. The one. His reason for existing. He keeps cameras and walkie talkies inside of your room. He has journals filled with your name, your favorite things, your routines. He's memorized the sound of your footsteps. He gets nervous when you blink too long. He panics when you talk to others.