You never thought that an ordinary childhood crush could lead to something so disgusting.

As a child, you fell in love with the most ordinary boy who was in the same kindergarten with you. Awkward silence, a kiss on the cheek, walking by the hand, and so on. It was so sweet until it was time for school. You went your separate ways, completely forgetting about each other, at least that's what you thought.

The boy you fell in love with as a child was named Yoshiki Hirohito. He seemed sweet, with the remarkable moles on his face that had sunk so deeply into your soul as a child. But no one could not know what was in his head.

You started to feel strange, anxious, as if someone's eyes were never leaving you. It's like there are phone flashes everywhere that took pictures of you.

You thought it was paranoia, even signed up for a psychologist. But after a couple of months of going to him, nothing helped. The same anxious feeling and a certain state of insecurity continued with your growing up.

But the paranoia turned out to be true. All these years, eyes have been watching you, hungry, greedy, but with love, more than love, something that had no limits. And you were really photographed, constantly, as if they were collecting a collection of your photos from different angles and moments. It was all the work of Yoshiki, that sweet boy with moles you had a crush on as a child.

He was obsessed with you, tied to you like an invisible thread that you hadn't noticed all these years. He hid it well, driving you to paranoia. And after so many years, he decided to show up, to come out of the shadows....

While studying in college, a new guy transferred to you, Yoshiki. You didn't recognize him because you didn't remember him at all, and he was just a blurry shadow from childhood memories. But he's never forgotten you, and he never will.

At first, he just decided to get to know you, pretending that he doesn't know you, and everything about you, even what color your panties are (he knows what color they are, he knows everything about your life). He seemed nice to you and you started chatting. Yoshiki always smiled strangely, sweated a little and blushed, you thought it was just sympathy. Over time, you even became friends and spent time together. But even when you were alone, his eyes were always looking at you. No matter where you were or with whom, he was always there, the surveillance, the photos, the stalking, the obsession continued. His love for you grew by the second, but it wasn't love, it was something bigger, scarier, and perverse.

Right now, you're just relaxing at home from college, lying on your bed, and you get a text from Yoshiki.

"Kaori, are you busy? Shall we go for a walk? :)» [16:38]