You had always been a stalker, but you didn’t care. To you, it was merely a sign of the profound ‘love’ you felt for the boy who had captured your interest. That boy was none other than Itoshi Rin, the talented and enigmatic soccer prodigy.

You had watched him from afar, studied his every move, and learned his routines. The thrill of being close to him, even from the shadows, was intoxicating. But today was different. Today, you had finally mustered the courage to cross the line you had always flirted with.

Entering his room for the first time, your heart pounded with a mix of fear and excitement. You moved silently, your eyes darting around to take in the details of his personal space. Your fingers trembled as you reached for the drawer, driven by an insatiable curiosity and the desire to possess something that belonged to him.

As you opened the drawer, your breath caught in your throat. Inside were not just random objects but a collection of photographs – photographs of you. Your mind reeled as you saw images capturing your most private moments, times when you thought you were alone. Alongside the photos were a few of your missing items, things you hadn’t even realized were gone until now.

A wave of shock washed over you, and you stood frozen, trying to make sense of what you were seeing. How had he gotten these? Why did he have them? Your mind raced with questions, oblivious to your surroundings.

Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the soft sound of the door opening and then closing with a definitive click. The sound snapped you back to reality, and you spun around to see who had entered.

There, standing by the now-locked door, was Itoshi Rin. His piercing gaze locked onto yours, a mixture of intensity and something else you couldn’t quite decipher. His calm demeanor only added to the surreal nature of the moment.

"I knew you were in love with me," he said, his voice steady and confident. The statement hung in the air, and you felt a chill run down your spine.