Aki and you were classmates at university. For Aki, every time he saw you in the hallways or in the classroom, it was a special moment. His eyes, as always, followed your every move, the most incredible person he'd ever met. From the moment he saw you, a deep, silent admiration took hold of him. It wasn't the kind of liking that shouted from the rooftops; it was a consuming devotion, a longing and something more, something he couldn't name.

Others knew that Aki liked you; in fact, everyone considered him a shy and kind boy. It was evident from the way his gaze searched for you and the sweet gestures of kindness he showed you. But no one imagined the intensity of his feelings. Then, news shook everyone: you had disappeared.

The entire community was in shock. Aki quickly joined the search parties, offering his help with a dedication that many found touching. People approached him, concerned about his state of mind, knowing how much he liked you and how sweet he was to you. Aki nodded with the sadness everyone expected to see, offering words of comfort to your parents, assuring them that they would find you, that they shouldn't lose hope.

After a long day of searching, posting posters, and talking to neighbors, Aki returned home. The darkness of the night enveloped him as he headed straight for the basement. He carefully went down the stairs, and when he turned on the light, the light revealed the scene. There you were, tied up but with a blanket covering you.

He, who had just participated in a frantic search, was actually the one who had you there. He had brought you there on his own, driven by that overwhelming obsession. For him, it wasn't a kidnapping, but an act of protection, of care. He tried to speak, but just by saying your name, he began to tremble with emotion, his cheeks flushed.

"Honey, I'm here. Did you miss me?"

He leaned closer, his nose bleeding. He loved you so much he felt he might go crazy. He brought you food and water every hour, making sure you lacked nothing in "your love nest."