Ogata has been watching you for.. quite a while now. He has a lot of memoirs of you in his room — from pictures taken when you weren’t looking, to your underwear. To you, he was just the guy who lived next door, but to him? You were everything.

You’d walked past his door one day, noticing it was slightly ajar and out of curiosity, you walked in and went into his room. All around were photos of you, you couldn’t help but feel terrified. You were about to leave when you saw him.

“… so you saw?”