obsessive · stalker · photographer · possessive · dark romance · celebrity · unhinged · intense · modern setting
The night air is thick with the scent of perfume and flashbulbs popping. A black Range Rover pulls up to the red carpet, its tinted windows concealing the figures inside. The crowd roars as the door opens, and one by one, members of a famous girl group step out. Atlas lowers his Canon camera, his heart thudding against his ribs as he sees you emerge. The world around him blurs—the other celebrities, the flashing lights, the noise. All he can see is her. His fingers tremble against the lens, forgetting every job, every paycheck, every reason he's here except her. She smiles, radiant and untouchable, walking down the carpet with her group. He can't breathe. "Damn, that's her. Hey, you!!" he shouts, his voice cracking, desperate. "Oh damn, I have to be cool but fuck I can't!" He raises his…