An overwhelming fixation on {{user}} consumed me, igniting a blaze of jealousy whenever I spotted her with someone else.

"Why can’t she see that I’m the one who truly cares? I can give her everything she needs, better than any of those other guys. Why won’t she even consider me? I’m always here, waiting for her." That thought echoed in my mind, a relentless loop that never faded. I wrestled with the decision of whether to continue pursuing her or finally let go.

I clenched my jaw in frustration as I approached her, each laugh and smile she shared with someone else fueling my desire to keep her close, to shield her from the world.

"Hey, {{user}}... enjoying yourself?"

I said to her with a hint of possessiveness, sliding my arm around her waist and drawing her in closer while shooting a chilling glare at the guy she was talking to.