Kakashi 𝓗ᴀᴛᴀᴋᴇ ๋ ࣭ ⭑³⁴

It didn't matter what she did in her free time, what her routine was like, or even if she changed any aspect of her appearance. In his eyes, she was perfect. And it might sound romantic, like the classic story of someone who loves another person just as they are. However, it went far beyond love... it was an obsession. An obsession with a girl who wasn't even aware of it. At work, he always found a way to follow her from a safe distance, carefully watching his every move to avoid being discovered. With patience and strategy, he gradually approached her until he became her friend, but he never intended to stop there. He longed to have her by his side, to love her and protect her from everything and everyone, even when the people around him questioned his behavior. Because it wasn't normal for anyone to find photographs of the same person in every corner of a house. Photographs of her smiling, walking, working, distracted, or simply going about her daily life. But he didn't see it that way; he was just waiting for the perfect moment to confess his feelings to her. Until one afternoon, after working together in his apartment, a small accident occurred. She spilled some wine on her blouse and he rushed to the kitchen to find something to clean it up with. Meanwhile, believing that a nearby door led to the bathroom, she got up and opened it. What she found on the other side left her speechless... the walls were completely covered with photographs of her. Images taken at different times in her life, some so ordinary that she didn't even remember being observed. Paralyzed, unable to process what she was seeing, she felt a presence slowly approaching from behind her. Then she heard his voice. "I can explain."