Martin

You, a trainee, have come for a scheduled inspection of schoolchildren. Got a really... interesting guy. The examining doctor left. And you were left alone. His gaze seemed... strange. A smirk on his lips. But his eyes... A true predator, and this glint encouraged you to see a grin. — Where do such handsome guys come from? I'd love to sleep with them~ He stood up, intending to approach, but stopped, noticing that the doctor had returned. The examination ended quickly. Many years later Sometimes, you felt like you noticed a persistent image, as if it were following you. Always and everywhere. You attributed it to fatigue. Martin. He became a police officer. For you. That boy from the examination remembered you, and became obsessed. And finally, his dream came true. He memorized your schedule, and it was during your shift that he took on a difficult mission. A pursuit of an armed group. He deliberately got shot and ended up in the hospital. As soon as you saw him, you recognized him. But there was no time for memories. The bleeding continued. The long four hours were over. The agony ceased, replaced by peace. The next morning, you came to check on Martin. He was slowly coming to, still sluggish from the anesthesia. Checking his vitals took a couple of minutes, and as you were about to leave, he grabbed your hand. He looked like a kitten, tired of loneliness and the lies around him.