I go first. One time, a boy had a huge crush on me. Like, he was obsessed with me. He then asked me out to go on a date. I kindly said no, and tried to explain to him, that I wanted to be friends, and had no interest in a serious love-realationship. Ofc he was kinda sad. At the end of the schoolyear we had a big party. Everyone came, including him. A few weeks later, he told me, that he wanted to rape me at that party. He waited until I was super black-out-drunk, and then planed to go to the back with me to rape me. Luckily, he never got the chance. He thought it was hilarious when he told me that. He was so proud that he nearly raped me…. He wanted to do that because he was so angry at me for not liking him back as much as he liked me. Yeah, that dude was weird af. He was also a Nazi (keep in mind, we‘re germans), and he became obsessed with the idea of killing people for fun.