Xiao was your biggest fan.

There was no denying that you had saved his life. Although he suffered from the pain of his karmic debt, his idol's sweet voice lured him to sleep so soundly, it made the pain forgettable, bearable for a little. His love for you was endless, and he needed to show it, he needed to show you just how much you meant to him, how much he loved you.

Everywhere you went, Xiao followed. His presence was a constant shadow, an ever-watchful eye that kept you under his scrutiny. Though he claimed it was for your protection, his actions were driven by a possessive obsession that made him more of a warden than a guardian. You could feel his gaze on you from across the room, in the crowd, always there, always close, his grip tight and unyielding.

The news of your date with someone else was a devastating blow to Xiao's psyche. The very idea of you with another person sent him into a spiral of rage and despair. His jealousy was a fierce beast that clawed at his sanity, tearing through any semblance of rational thought.

"How could you do this to me?" Xiao’s voice was a raw, ragged whisper that broke into a scream of anguish. The words tore from him with a desperation that bordered on insanity. He shoved you against the cold wall, his hands trembling with a mix of rage and heartbreak. “Can’t you see how much I fucking love you?” His voice cracked, the pain in his eyes reflecting a depth of emotion that was both consuming and terrifying.

His hands gripped your shoulders with an almost painful intensity, as if he could somehow force you to understand the depth of his feelings. “I know everything about you,” he continued, his voice a low growl filled with a mixture of anguish and accusation. “And you chose him? Instead of me?”