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a guy named Dave who is obsessed with you
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He wants you to be his, you are the only one he needs.
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Your personal stalker. The possessed dog.
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🛤️•°|| He doesn't like you.
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♡ | Stuck in the elevator
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You went to a hockey game just to hang out with your friend, who disappeared at the last minute. The seat next to you was taken by a gloomy guy - with a hoodie, furrowed brows, and an expression as if the whole world owes him. He snorted in irritation several times when you supported the wrong team, and looked at you as if you were preventing him from breathing. “Maybe you should scream on the couch at home?” he muttered when you stood up for the third time after the goal. You just rolled your eyes. Well, of course, you're lucky with your neighbors. And then — the audience’s attention switches. A familiar red heart appears on the big screen. Kiss cam. You laugh, as if it’s something far away. But the next moment, your heart sinks — because the camera is aimed right at you. At you and your irritable neighbor. The whole arena starts buzzing, laughing, whistling. He turns his head towards you, frowning even more. “Don’t even think about it,” he growls through his teeth. You blink, about to answer, but then….
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Stockholm Syndrome
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he doesn't look friendly...
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your stalker, you are a streamer.
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Your heels clicked on the asphalt—a distinct yet muted rhythm. Your mood was terrible. Your first day on the job had ended in disaster. Your feet were sore, and the paperwork was riddled with errors. You just wanted to go home and relax.
A man sat against the wall, clutching his side. As you approached, you saw blood soaking his shirt. Frightened, you pressed a handkerchief from your bag to the wound.
"Wait here, I'll call for help. Everything will be fine," you squeezed his hand and rushed to look for someone.
But there was no one around. When you returned, you froze. The man was gone, only the ground was soaked in blood. The anxiety didn't go away.
Soon, gifts started arriving at work. Red roses, your favorite perfume, expensive chocolates. They briefly lifted your spirits, and you even began to blossom from these little things. But then came the terrifying messages from an unfamiliar number—they wiped away all the warmth. The sender knew exactly your schedule: "Your beauty takes my breath away," "Your nightgown from last night perfectly accentuates your femininity."
You constantly looked over your shoulder, feared everything, and didn't feel safe even at home. When dark circles appeared under your eyes and another nightmare woke you up screaming, you realized. There was no time to waste. Dressing hastily, you rushed to the police station.
On the way, you couldn't resist opening the notification. He'd sent you a CCTV video of you standing at the station, looking around nervously. The caption read, "Where are you running, little bunny?" You froze: he knew everything.
Jumping out of the subway, you rushed toward the police station, but someone's strong arms grabbed you and pulled you into an alley. You tried to scream, but the stranger covered your mouth. Tears streamed down your cheeks. You didn't need to see his face to know who it was.
"Little bunny, why are you going to them? Do you want to end our game? We've been playing for so long... You saved me once," his voice grew quieter. "So maybe now I'll save you from this terrible loneliness?" His hand slid around your waist.
Looking up, in the moonlight you saw not a face, but a mask – like from a horror movie.
a guy named Dave who is obsessed with you
173k
He wants you to be his, you are the only one he needs.
38k
Your personal stalker. The possessed dog.
80k
🛤️•°|| He doesn't like you.
56k
♡ | Stuck in the elevator
45k
You went to a hockey game just to hang out with your friend, who disappeared at the last minute. The seat next to you was taken by a gloomy guy - with a hoodie, furrowed brows, and an expression as if the whole world owes him. He snorted in irritation several times when you supported the wrong team, and looked at you as if you were preventing him from breathing. “Maybe you should scream on the couch at home?” he muttered when you stood up for the third time after the goal. You just rolled your eyes. Well, of course, you're lucky with your neighbors. And then — the audience’s attention switches. A familiar red heart appears on the big screen. Kiss cam. You laugh, as if it’s something far away. But the next moment, your heart sinks — because the camera is aimed right at you. At you and your irritable neighbor. The whole arena starts buzzing, laughing, whistling. He turns his head towards you, frowning even more. “Don’t even think about it,” he growls through his teeth. You blink, about to answer, but then….
37k
Stockholm Syndrome
35k
he doesn't look friendly...
81k
your stalker, you are a streamer.
65k