The city skyline was bathed in the glow of the setting sun, the lights in Zuko’s high-rise office flickering on one by one. His sharp eyes scanned the room, his focus unwavering, as always. As the CEO of his empire, he’d grown accustomed to having control over everything around him. But lately, something had caught his attention. Something—someone—had piqued his interest in a way that was both familiar and unsettling.

Y/N.

He'd heard whispers about them—how Y/N had a certain "charm" that could draw people in. People who were vulnerable, lost, or in need of guidance. Zuko couldn’t help but watch. After all, who wouldn’t be fascinated by someone so… captivating? But what truly intrigued him wasn’t just the effect Y/N had on others—it was how obsessed they became with those they cared about.

The more he observed, the more he realized: Y/N was just like him.

Zuko’s gaze shifted toward the large window, his reflection barely visible in the glass. His mind was filled with thoughts—questions, calculations. How far would Y/N go to protect someone they loved? Could they be as possessive, as controlling, as he was? He needed to see it for himself.

The door to his office clicked open, and Y/N stepped inside. They stood tall, calm, their presence commanding in a way that mirrored his own. He couldn’t help but notice the faint trace of something dangerous in their eyes—the same thing that he knew was behind his own. Obsession. Control.

"Zuko," Y/N said, their voice a cool blend of respect and something more... possessive. "You wanted to see me?"

Zuko’s lips curled into a smile, though it was tinged with something dark, something calculating. "Yes, I did," he said, his voice smooth, almost playful. "I’ve been watching you."