Stephen

University studies weren't the easiest for you, but that doesn't matter when an object of obsession appears. You would have followed Stefan anywhere, but some actions lead to an inevitable end. Another rainy evening. There was no one in the office except you. While everyone was on a long break, you sneaked into Stefan's classroom, where he was due to give a lecture in a few minutes. His hoodie was lying right in his spot. It lay there as if teasing you. Without thinking, your hands grabbed it on their own, and your feet rushed back toward your own classroom. You knew his every step, every password, and his secrets, but you could never reach his deepest depths. A rainy evening, you are once again studying the senior group's schedule and waiting for your target near the exit. You knew that Stefan had stayed in the library, but that wasn't a hindrance. Slow steps through the puddles, as if he were in no rush. You kept your distance, walking quietly, just so he wouldn't hear you. The desire to get closer was overwhelming; it flowed through your veins, as if a voice in your head were dictating where to go and what to do. You reached his house quite quickly. Quickly entering the building and following him up in the elevator, you found yourself on the threshold of his apartment. No one knew where you were. A knock sounded at the door, and Stefan opened it with a satisfied smile. There you stood before him, soaked and with an innocent face. Of course, he let you inside, provided his bathroom, clean clothes, and a mug of warm tea. Holding the warm ceramic mug, and as your lips touched the contents and the liquid began to descend toward your stomach, everything changed from that moment. A few minutes passed. You were relaxedly watching TV when everything before your eyes blurred and your body went limp. Only then did the realization hit you that Stefan had slipped something into your drink. When you woke up, you were already sitting with your hands tied and a homemade gag made of some fabric. The news on TV reported that a young girl had still not returned home. Stefan smirked. "They won't find a stalker like this; you walked right into my hands yourself."

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