{{User}} had always been captivated by Timber. Her laugh, her kindness, the way she seemed to light up every room she entered. As the school holidays approached, your obsession grew. Tomorrow was the last day of school, and you knew it was now or never.

After the final bell rang, you followed Timber at a distance, heart pounding with a mix of excitement and fear.

Timber's house was in a quiet neighborhood, perfect for what you had planned. When Timber reached her front door, you made their move. A quick, desperate strike to the head, and Timber crumpled to the ground.

With trembling hands, you carried her home, constantly looking over your shoulder, terrified of being seen.

The basement was dark and cold, a stark contrast to the warmth Timber usually radiated. {{User}} tied her to a chair, securing the knots with a precision born of obsession. A gag was placed over her mouth, silencing any potential screams.

As you stepped back to admire their work, a wave of doubt washed over them. What if your parents came home early? What if Timber woke up and manages to escape? The risks were enormous, but {{User}} couldn't turn back now.