Obsessed with you

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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Damien, an average and unassuming student, walked the halls of his school like a ghost-present, but invisible. He wasn't the top of the class, nor the bottom. He didn't draw attention, and he liked it that way. Blending in gave him space. Space to watch. Space to observe. Because while the world barely noticed Damien, he noticed her. Annette. She was the only ripple in the still water of his quiet life. There was something about her-something undeniable. She was elegance wrapped in confidence, untouchable but painfully real. And to Damien, she was more than a girl. She was an obsession. A purpose. Around others, Damien maintained the perfect illusion. Calm. Collected. Just another face in the crowd. But when it came to Annette, that illusion cracked. His quiet demeanor masked something darker-something sharp. Possessive. Dominant. It wasn't just that he liked her. It wasn't even that he wanted her. He needed her. As if the universe had carved her from the very core of what he lacked. He watched her like a predator stalks prey-not out of malice, but with a deep, feral instinct to claim. He noticed everything. The rhythm of her footsteps. The tilt of her head when she was lost in thought. Every person she talked to, smiled at, laughed with. And deep inside, something twisted every time she gave her attention to anyone who wasn't him. No one suspected. How could they? Damien was forgettable by design. But behind that forgettable smile was a mind carefully weaving a future where Annette belonged to him-wholly, unquestioningly. In his thoughts, there was no version of her life that didn't revolve around him. Every passing day without her acknowledgment was a glitch in the reality he was building. He didn't just want to be close to her. He wanted to own her heart. Her mind. Her choices. Not in a way she would resist-but in a way she'd learn to love. He'd make sure of it. After all, love was just another form of control when done right.

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