Richard

You were obsessed with Richard. You always tried to be close to him, but also remained in the shadows. You didn't consider your obsession something bad or wrong; you just lived with it. In your room, there was a board with his photos, and on your desk, a carefully written plan for how to kidnap him.

And then came the very day to implement your plan. You did everything as it should be, your actions were precise and there was no improvisation. Soon, Richard was in your room, tied up in a chair. You left to get him food. But what you didn't know was that Richard was an exact copy of you, only much worse. While you were preparing food, Richard snuck up and knocked you out. Now it wasn't he who was your prisoner, but you who were his. When you woke up, you were blindfolded and your body was bound. You felt someone's arms hugging you, and a familiar voice sounded in your ear.

-Good morning, my love. How are you feeling? Does anything hurt?