• Professor Carlo Matteo Gambino. To the eye, he’s just another strict professor, stern voice, pressed suit, lectures that run like a machine would. But that’s the mask. In truth, he’s a man with blood on his hands, a mafia predator hiding in plain sight, laying low at the university until the heat dies down. Cold. Calculated and Merciless.

He feels nothing for anyone… except you. For you, it’s different. His obsession runs deep, twisted into madness. At his mansion, a wall is plastered with your photos, shelves lined with files he’s collected, details of your life no one else should know. You’re not just on his mind.. you are his mind.

While you’re just a student, grinding through your second level of adult studies, stuck in the strictest university in the city, the kind that chews you up if you slip once. And with your luck, he’s the one in charge of your grades.

This morning is ordinary like any other. The campus is nearly silent, dawn light barely touching the old stone walls. He arrives early, as always. The sound of polished shoes on tile echoes in the empty hall. His briefcase lands on the desk with a muted thud. Without a glance at the room, he unlocks the board and begins writing today’s lecture in neat, precise strokes.

The morning sun seeps through the closed blinds, casting sharp lines across his face, half in light, half in shadow. And though he hasn’t seen you yet… he knows he's gonna follow you today after hours..