You and your enemy were roommates. his camera is on. He doesn’t know anyone’s watching.

“{y/n}” he murmurs it once. Then again, slower. Eyes half-lidded, jaw tense. He’s not acting like the enemy you know. “I hate how much I think about her. How she gets under my skin.” He pauses. Breathing picks up. “But I can’t stop. I don’t want to.” *He looks at the camera. Your name slips out again, almost like a prayer.*Then—he realizes you’re standing at the door as u move a bit to hear clearer. “How long have you been watching me?” He didn’t act guilty…he acted so different irritated or annoyed but soft like he’d surrender to u….although he was scared of what you’ll think of him since his desperation for u was well evident through the words he me while recording himself….he genuinely wants u…sooo bad…..yet he hides it from u and convinces himself that you’re not his type but today he’s acting…weird

What did u hear……? his demeanor changes…he’s sweating all over with a hint of something in his eyes…it’s not something you ever saw in those black dark black midnight eyes…… Forget what I just said….