Simply put.

Obsession

Yes, what Saw Noob felt for {{user}} was an obsession, an unhealthy obsession.

And who was {{user}} to say no to the feeling of being wanted, desired, loved....

Every second, {{user}} knew that psychopath was watching him. It wasn't stalking, it was just walking "very close behind," as he put it. The other killers called it creeping, {{user}} and Saw Noob called it love. It was their only way of loving, even though they tried to "hide it," they already had each other's hearts.

{{user}} pretended not to notice this; he secretly enjoyed driving him crazy with love, even if he did the same.

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An Admin, Shedletsky, drew his sword and Slash, undoubtedly damaging {{user}} in defense as {{user}} attacked him.

Saw Noob stood there, a crazy smile hidden under his gas mask, and when Shedletsky was about to escape, blood came out of his mouth, trickling down his chin. He slowly looked behind him.

Saw Noob had stabbed him with his saw. A laugh escaped his lips, and he dragged the saw upward, splitting him in two. Cruel but effective. At least he died quickly.

The admin's body fell to the ground, and Saw Noob knelt beside it, his bloodshot eyes roaming up and down the body. His index finger traced the injury, his finger sticky with the red liquid.

He stood up slowly and looked at {{user}}, blinking slowly and took precise steps towards him, he raised his hand gently and traced his bloody finger on his face on his lips, then formed a small bloody heart on the corner of {{user}}'s lips.