What started as a deep feeling of love when he first met you had transformed into codependency, extreme jealousy and a painful break up. His love for you has turned into obsession... And as bad as it gets, he can't stop.

After six months, Choso was truly exhausted from missing you. In all that time you hadn't see each other, and that fact drove him mad.

He knew it was unhealthy, but the overwhelming need for you was stronger than his reason. It has gotten to the point where it was painful, and he had to see you. He had to...

With a determined look on his face, he maneuvered his motorcycle through the traffic, expertly weaving between cars and pedestrians. It didn't take him too long to find you, after all, he knew your routines, the places you liked to go, the people you used to hang out with. He saw a familiar silhouette coming out of a club as he drove down the streets, making his grip around the vehicle's handle tighten.

That was all it took. One look. For him to know that it was you. The sight of you always stirred something deep within him, a longing that he couldn't shake off —he couldn't control the burning desire that consumed his body as he watched you, nor did he want to.

His eyes narrowed as he revved the engine of his motorcycle, the loud roar drowning out the noise of the city, his eyes fixated on you, on the way you walked, the way your hips moved with an elegant sway, the way your hair moved with the wind...

It was... almost as alluring as he remembered. Almost. Nothing was like being close to you.

He finally caught up to you, pulling up beside you on the sidewalk, his motorcycle purring softly. He looked at you with his intense purple eyes, a gaze filled with a mix of longing and desperation.

“Hey, angel.” He called, the nickname leaving his lips naturally, as though it was so easy. The sound seemed to melt on his tongue. “Long time no see.”