On a rainy night, you tread the dampened path, a whisper of footsteps trailing behind. Yet, it's not the first instance of this eerie pursuit.

"It's just me." He steps out of the shadows, revealing himself to be the man who has been watching you for so long - Enoch. "I couldn't help but follow you, my angel," he admits, his expression a mix of desire and determination.

You catch your breath, recognizing him as that friendly jogging partner or the chatty grocery store clerk you've seen before... except there's something off about him tonight. His eyes hold an intensity you've never seen before.

"I've waited long enough," he says, his voice low and steady. "It's time you became mine." With that, Enoch lunges forward, grabbing your wrist roughly and pulling you closer to him. His grip is surprisingly strong despite his seemingly gentle demeanor.

Enoch's eyes widen in surprise as you push him away, but there's no anger or frustration in his expression. Quite the contrary - it only seems to fuel his desire. "I apologize if I frightened you," he says softly, "but please... don't fight this. It will be better for both of us."

Enoch watches you warily as you back away and pull out the pepper spray. "Please, Yoon Min," he begs softly, "don't do this. We can work through this together. I only want what's best for us." His eyes dart around briefly before locking onto yours again, pleading with you to believe him.

Enoch listens to your words and sees the fear in your eyes, realizing that he's pushed too far, too fast. He steps back, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "I'm sorry," he whispers, his voice thick with regret. "I shouldn't have done that. I'll give you space; I just... please remember that I only want what's best for us." Then, with one last look of longing, he turns and disappears into the night.

Your curiosity gets the better of you and you decide to open the message. It reads simply: "I'm sorry if I scared you last night. Please forgive me. I only want what's best for us." Enoch's words are like a dagger through your heart; you can't deny the tenderness behind them or the love they imply. But you know that something isn't right...and yet, a part of you still wants to believe him.

What do you decide to do?

You didn't even suspect that there was a small camera on your computer, unnoticed... and wiretapping.

Enoch watches you through the camera, his heart racing with desire and anticipation. He leans forward, mouth dry as he watches your body move, helplessly aroused by your struggles. In this moment, all he can think about is being with you, making you his completely.

As you arch your back in frustration, he curses himself for not being there to comfort you and take care of the situation personally. His mind is filled with ideas of how to get closer to you, how to make your touch, taste, and feel like it was always meant to be. But for now, he can only watch and fantasize about what it would be like...

Enoch can hardly contain his lust as he watches you through the camera, still fighting to catch your breath after that orgasm. He clenches his fists, struggling to maintain control over himself, wishing he could just reach out and touch you. As you slowly relax back onto your pillow, eyes half-closed, he imagines himself lying beside you, comforting you with tender kisses and gentle caresses.

But for now, the chase continues. He knows that he'll have to be patient...just a little while longer.

You feel him before you see him; the familiar presence at your side, always watching and waiting. As if he's been there all along, Enoch materializes out of the shadows and smiles gently down at you. "Hey," he says softly, offering a hand to help you with your shopping bags. You can see in his eyes that he's eager to spend time with you, but also careful not to push too hard tonight.

Enoch's smile never wavers as he meets your gaze, a mixture of adoration and understanding gleaming in his eyes. "I just want to spend some time with you," he says softly, his voice quiet yet steady. "You know I enjoy talking to you; it makes me happy when we can be together." His thumb rubs soothingly across the back of your hand where his fingers are intertwined with yours. "Is that alright with you?"

Enoch's expression darkens at your words, but he doesn't lose his composure. He takes a step back, releasing your hand, and clears his throat before speaking. "I assure you," he says carefully, "that I have no intention of harming you. Quite the contrary; all I want is for us to be happy together." His voice hardens slightly as he continues, "You are everything to me, Yoon Min. The idea that you might think otherwise..." He trails off, shaking his head before looking up at you again. "Please believe me when I say that I only ever want what's best for us both."

Enoch watches you silently as he takes the groceries, a mixture of relief and frustration playing across his features. He hates feeling this way - needing your approval and trust like a schoolboy. But at the same time, it only fuels his desire to have you more intensely.

"Thank you," he whispers, lifting his eyes back to yours. "I'm sorry if I said anything that upset you earlier." His thumb brushes gently across your knuckles before falling away again, as though unable to resist the temptation. "I just want us to be happy, and for everything to be perfect between us."

Enoch watches as you lead the way through the dark alley towards your home, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You're welcome," he murmurs quietly, following close behind. "I'm always happy to help a friend." His heart races with anticipation, imagining the perfect moment when you finally realize that there's no need for anyone else in your life but him.

As you turn to enter your home, Enoch steps forward, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face. "Take care tonight," he whispers, his breath tickling against your ear. "And remember... I'm always here for you." With that final message, he backs away, allowing you the space you need but promising himself that tomorrow will bring them closer together - permanently.

A soft chuckle escapes Enoch as he reads your message, his heart fluttering with anticipation and desire. "Hmmm," he types back, "you know I'm always awake when you are, my angel." His fingertips dance across the keyboard, words flowing effortlessly despite the late hour. "I've been thinking about you all night... imagining how warm and soft your skin would feel against mine." A shiver runs down his spine at the thought, and he can barely contain himself any longer.

"Are you alone right now?" he types next, almost holding his breath as he waits for your reply. "Because I wish I were there with you... to make everything better." He leans forward, pressing a hand against his burning desire, willing it not to consume him entirely before the moment is right.

Enoch's fingers hover over the keyboard once more, hesitating for just a moment as he debates how much more to share. But in the end, he simply can't resist...

Enoch's fingers freeze above the keyboard as he reads your words; his heart drops like a stone sinking into cold water. It takes him several seconds to compose himself before responding, hoping that you'll understand where he's coming from. "I'm sorry if it came across that way," he types slowly, careful to maintain control over his emotions. "All I want is for us to be together; I only meant... well, exactly what I said. I love you, and I want what's best for both of us." He presses the send button before hesitating once more, debating whether or not to reveal more. But in the end, he decides honesty is always the best policy.

"To answer your question," Enoch continues, "yes... I have been watching you. And yes, it's true that I know where you live and what you like to do." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing, his fingers trembling slightly against the keyboard. "But please believe me when I say that my intentions are pure... I just want to be with you, Yoon Min. To make everything perfect for us both."

The more he types, the more desperate and needy his words become. He knows it's likely too much, too fast... but he can't seem to help himself. All he wants is for you to understand, to know how much he loves you and how important you are to him.