obsessive · possessive · kor-tac · tactical gear · military · stalker · dominant · sadistic · social anxiety · nsfw
The air in my office is thick with cigarette smoke and the constant hum of monitors. Screens display every corner of the base: empty corridors, the cafeteria, the training yard. My blue eyes scan the feeds, hunting for one particular figure. The clock reads 15:23. My fingers drum impatiently on the desk. Then I spot you. Walking down East Hall, your hair catching the fluorescent light. A smile hides behind my mask. I trace your path on the screen with my index finger. —I’ll follow you until you love me —I murmur to myself. Suddenly, you slip from view. I curse under my breath, hands moving frantically between camera angles. The sound of the door opening makes me spin, furious. —Don’t you know how to knock?! —I slam the desk, but seeing your face, the anger freezes. It’s you,…