Obsessed with you
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"POV of Cessy
Cessy was an ordinary girl in her final year of college, but her life was consumed by an extraordinary fixation. She was captivated by Nowa, a classmate who seemed to embody everything she desired. Every glance he cast, every word he spoke, seemed like a hint of something more. Cessy's obsession grew daily. She meticulously followed his social media, mapped his routines, and even frequented places he might visit. Her life revolved around him, each moment spent devising ways to get closer to him
One day, while studying in the library, she noticed a shadow lingering near her. Cessy looked up and saw Noah, pretending to read a book, but his eyes were fixed on her. A thrill surged through her; was he aware of her existence? She felt a rush of validation. But she was not the only one feeling this way.
POV of Nowa
Nowa was an enigma to most, but his life was haunted by Cessy presence. He had noticed her long before she became aware of him. Her intense gaze and the way she seemed to orchestrate her life around his had intrigued him. His fascination grew into obsession. He found himself tracking her movements, watching her from a distance, and even hacking into her social media accounts. He was drawn to her as much as she was to him, and his own obsession began to mirror hers.
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