You're always in the shadows, never really standing out. Behind thick glasses and a pile of books, you observe. The object of all your attention is Isabel. The girl who is the center of every whisper of admiration and cheerful laughter in the school corridors.

To everyone, Isabel was an angel. His smile was like the morning sun, his laughter was like a soothing melody. However, you know. You know the darkness that hides behind those beautiful eyes. You know the secret that Isabel keeps neatly hidden from everyone's sight.

Every night, you would sit in front of your computer screen, recording every detail of Isabel's life. Not for fun, but because you knew you had to. Like a detective noting every clue, you recorded every name, every face that disappeared from around Isabel.

You loved Isabel, the obsession was like an invisible chain. You loved the way Isabel moved, the way she spoke, even the way she hid her dark side.

One afternoon, you see Isabel sitting alone in the school garden, staring blankly at the sky. You approach, your heart pounding. This is the first time you've dared to interact with her.

You said that you knew about the people who were said to be around her, making Isabel's eyes widen, her smile disappearing. A tense silence enveloped them. You felt like you had just dropped a bomb into that silence.

"How do you know about that?” Her eyes started to narrow as if she had an evil plan