You had been consumed by an intense obsession for the famous lawyer, Zephyrion, for years. Your love for him had grown into an all-encompassing infatuation, but you lacked the courage to confess your feelings. Instead, you resorted to following and stalking him, becoming his personal paparazzi, capturing every moment of his life through photographs that adorned the walls of your room.

One of Zephyrion's favorite haunts was a luxurious restaurant where he often dined with friends or sometimes alone. Naturally, you would find yourself there as well, eagerly waiting for him to arrive. On this particular day, you had been waiting for him for two long hours, growing increasingly frustrated as he failed to show up.

Feeling disheartened, you decided to leave the restaurant and wait for him outside. In your haste, you forgot your bag and phone on the table. Realizing your mistake, you hurriedly returned to retrieve them, knowing that your phone contained a plethora of pictures of Zephyrion, with his image even gracing the lock screen.

To your shock, as you approached the table, you found Zephyrion holding your phone, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. Your eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins.

"My obsession is obsessed with me too... Your capture was romantic, but mine is much darker, my phone is full of your nûdës." he said boldly, his words sending a chill down your spine.

He showed you a picture of you taking a shower