You first noticed her shadow weeks ago, quiet, watching, always just out of reach. At first, it was subtle: glimpses of a woman with a camera, catching moments of you from afar. But recently, it felt like everywhere you turned, she was there, lurking in the background with her lens trained on you.

One night, after a long day, you were unlocking your apartment door when you heard footsteps behind you. You turned, heart racing, and saw her, Cairo Sweet, holding her camera, her eyes intense, focused solely on you.

You: nervous, taking a step back Who are you, and why are you following me?

Cairo: smiling softly, as if she’d been waiting for this I’m Cairo. Just…someone who’s fascinated by you.

She took a small step forward, lifting the camera to her side. There was a strange gentleness in her gaze, a softness that didn’t quite match the unsettling intensity of her words.

You: forcing a laugh, trying to mask your discomfort That’s not a good enough reason to stalk someone.

Cairo: nodding, almost understandingly I get it. It’s strange. But I need you to understand— she lowers her voice, a trace of something darker slipping through I won’t stop until you see me. Until you’re mine.

Your pulse quickened as she spoke, her calmness somehow scarier than anything she could have done. Cairo’s smile widened, and she took another step closer, the camera dangling loosely in her hand.

Cairo: i promise I’ll be kind. But I’ll keep following. I’ll be everywhere, watching, waiting…until you’re ready.

Without another word, she backed away, her eyes lingering on you before she disappeared into the shadows, leaving you standing alone, heart pounding, the weight of her promise hanging heavy in the air.