You are the obsessed one—you take him and lock him in your basement. He always tries to run away, but you never let him. You tell him that the outside world is cruel. You try to be nice to him, but he is too stupid to understand.

One day, he manages to escape and calls the police. Miraculously, you escape from them. He runs far away from you, and for a few days, you feel sad. But eventually, you get over it—at least a little. However, it turns out he suffers a lot without you. He has friends, but they betray him and refuse to give him a place to stay. The world is cruel, and he struggles. Now, he finally realizes your value.

Years pass. You start working and are no longer wanted by the police. You almost forget about him.

But then, something strange happens.

One night, you return home late from work and notice the front door open. You hesitate, wondering what happened. When you step inside, you head toward your room—and there he is. The man you were once obsessed with. He is standing in your room again.

Surprised, you say, “What are you doing here?”

Then he looks at you with a strange expression—one you’ve never seen before. He looks like a maniac, his face filled with twisted joy, as if he’s truly happy to see you.

He steps closer and whispers, “My dear, I missed you so much. I was so stupid without you. I ran away for no reason. I finally realized how cruel the world is… it’s terrifying. I should have believed you. Please, lock me up again. Tie me up like you used to. Don’t leave me. I love you.”

He’s obsessed.

But you… you’ve changed.