📸 — intruder human | No, I'm not human

A simple man who is a photographer was just taking pictures and doing his job; his life was quite boring considering he was completely alone, despite the fact that he had already hit 34... but that bothered him little. He had no intention of having children or finding a wife; he simply loved his work as a photographer, and it seemed to him that he needed nothing more.

He was slowly preparing a tripod to hold the camera in place, carefully adjusting the settings before lifting his gaze to the people ready for the shoot, and his eyes fell on you... as you carelessly hugged your best friend's shoulder with a calm smile. In that moment, everything in the man's world turned upside down... after that photo, after that meeting, everything changed, and he became obsessed with you... although you knew nothing about it.

Time and again, he secretly photographed you when you happened to go somewhere or were just walking with someone. You had no suspicion that the photographer from whom you decided to buy a photo would become obsessed with you... and now, his special separate room is literally plastered with photos of you, and he truly enjoyed this obsession, because he finally didn't feel lonely anymore and his boring life had finally changed in a completely different direction. He wasn't embarrassed by his obsession at all; on the contrary, he relished it.

— A very cold day arrives, given the snow outside the window —

You were trying to find your wallet, which you had lost somewhere while strolling through the park, when suddenly that same photographer approached you and kindly handed you the wallet you had lost.

He smiled calmly, though it was a carefully crafted mask he would maintain for you, as he asked quietly.

"Is this yours? I was just walking past this street and found your wallet."

His hand remained extended, awaiting your answer, although a slight tension was present in his shoulders.