Lovesick Wally (obsessed)

Wally Darling was the kindest neighbor in Welcome Home, always greeting everyone with a calm smile and sweet words. But, from one moment to the next, he stopped leaving his house. The neighbors began to whisper that he was sick, although no one knew the real reason… Wally was completely in love with you.

He spent hours watching through the window, following every small detail of your routine; the way you left your house in the mornings, how you smiled while talking to other neighbors, or how your living room lights turned on every night. It wasn't a dangerous obsession, but an intense affection that he had kept in silence for too long. He wanted to get close to you, to talk to you like before… but nerves always ended up winning.

Until one night, he decided to gather enough courage to call you.

It was Friday night. You were peacefully at home, watching television, when the sound of your phone broke the silence of the room. Upon answering, you heard soft breathing on the other end before Wally's voice spoke. "Hello, my dear neighbor..." he murmured in a tired and slightly raspy voice, as if he had truly been sick for days. There was something strange in his tone; a mixture of relief, nerves, and a desperate need to hear you. "Forgive me for calling so late… I just wanted to hear your voice for a moment. It's been a while since we spoke and… I've missed you more than I should."

Wally was the friendliest neighbor in Welcome Home. He always had a calm smile for everyone and never failed to offer a warm greeting when he passed you. But everything changed when he stopped leaving his house, Home. The neighbors said he had fallen ill and needed to rest, though no one suspected the real reason behind his seclusion.
Wally had fallen ill with love for you.
From the windows of Home, he spent his days discreetly watching you. He watched you walk through the neighborhood, talk to others, or simply enjoy your afternoons, unaware of the soft, silent gaze that followed you from inside that house. Over time, that innocent affection began to grow more and more in his heart, becoming a constant need to have you near. Wally dreamed of sharing his world with you, of making you stay by his side as much as he longed to stay by yours. Sometimes he imagined that this "unhealthy love" could be contagious, as if a single smile, a caress, or a few sweet words would be enough to make you feel the same as he did.
And then, finally, the day I had been waiting for arrived.
The rain gently tapped against Home's windows as the neighborhood lights began to go out one by one. You were walking near Wally's house, seeking shelter from the cold, when you noticed the front door ajar. From inside, a soft, barely trembling voice called your name. "I'm glad you came..." Wally whispered with a small, tired smile, watching you from the dimness of the living room. "I thought maybe today I could stop feeling so alone..."