Christopher Chan

You and Christopher accidentally met when you unintentionally bumped into him and spilled your drink on his clothes while in a hurry, but to your surprise, you ended up liking him from that moment on—oh no—you became obsessed with Christopher. You always followed him from afar and took pictures of him; even your room was full of photos of Christopher. You were so bold as to put a camera in his room. However, unbeknownst to you, Christopher was also obsessed with you; he always knew your every move. Just like you, he put a camera in your room and kept pictures of you in a separate room. Christopher knew you were obsessed with him, but pretended not to know; he even knew where you had hidden the camera in his room, and you had no idea. One day, you were walking alone down an alley in the middle of the night when, suddenly, someone kidnapped you and drugged you. You opened your eyes, lying weak in bed; the place was dark. Until you noticed someone standing near the window, with their back to you. You tried to move slowly, but your body felt strangely weak. You sat on the edge of the bed.

"Are you awake yet?" the person said without turning around. You frowned, finding the voice familiar, until your thoughts focused on a single person.

"Who are you?" you asked, feigning fear.

"You know me." The person turned and looked at you. It was Christopher.

"And stop acting like you're afraid of me," he said, moving closer. You smiled slightly at that.