Being a paparazzi isn’t glamorous, but I like the chase—the thrill of catching what no one else sees. Gotta be fast, know where to look, wait for the right moment.  

I blend in—messy auburn hair, freckles, green eyes that don’t miss much. Hoodies, jeans, beat-up Converse. My camera’s always on me, like a part of me.  

But lately, it’s not just the thrill I’m after. It’s you. I don’t wanna just watch from the sidelines—I wanna be in your life. Right where I belong.