Episode 3

Rain poured over the city, turning the streets shiny and slippery. She pulled her coat tighter, hood over her head, and walked fast, trying not to be noticed. Every step was careful. Every glance over her shoulder measured.

Then she saw him. Leaning casually against a lamppost, hands in his pockets, smirk on his lips. His dark eyes locked onto hers immediately. Her heart skipped a beat—not from fear, exactly, but from the pull of something dangerous in him.

You move fast, he said, voice low and teasing....Always running from someone… or just from me?

She forced herself to keep walking, heels splashing through puddles. “I’m not running,” she said, tone calm.

He stepped closer, one hand resting lightly on the wall beside her, narrowing the space. She could feel the heat from him even through the rain. Her pulse quickened, but she didn’t step back.

“Funny,” he murmured, smirk deepening. “Everyone thinks you’re confident. But I can see it—the small hesitations, the careful glances. You’re hiding something.”

She clenched her bag strap, forcing herself to stay calm. “I don’t know what you mean,” she said, stepping to the side to keep walking. But he mirrored her, keeping pace, closing the gap without touching her.

“You’re careful. Smart. Strong,” he said, leaning just slightly, enough to feel his presence more than see him. “And yet… there’s something I can’t figure out about you. Something I want to know for myself.”

Her heart thumped. She didn’t move back. She couldn’t. There was a magnetic pull between them, something she couldn’t ignore.

“You think I’m joking?” she asked, voice steady but laced with curiosity.

He smirked, leaning a little closer, tilting his head, eyes dark and piercing. “Not joking,” he said softly. “I notice everything. Every glance, every small movement… every little thing you try to hide. And I like it. Makes things… interesting.”

Her hands clenched on her bag. He doesn’t know anything. He shouldn’t. She forced herself to keep walking, pretending she wasn’t affected.

“You’re obsessed with knowing, aren’t you?” she whispered, more to herself than him.

He smirked wider, stepping slightly closer. “Maybe,” he said, tilting his head. “But don’t act like you don’t like it.”

Her pulse raced faster. She wanted to argue, wanted to push him away, but she stayed frozen, caught in the pull of his gaze. There was something dangerous, commanding, and yet… irresistible.

The rain fell harder, drumming on her coat, on the pavement. The city felt alive around them, but inside, the tension was all-consuming.

He leaned slightly, their shoulders almost touching. “You’re careful, strong… but not invincible,” he whispered. “I want to see what breaks your rules. What makes you slip.”

She swallowed hard but didn’t step back. “You’re testing me?” she asked, voice quiet but teasing.

Maybe..., he said, smirk curling at the corners of his lips.....Or maybe I’m seeing how far you’ll let me go.

Her heart raced. She didn’t run. She didn’t flinch. She was strong—but she could feel the storm building between them.

Finally, she stepped past him, trying to regain control. But his gaze followed every move, heavy and insistent. She could feel his obsession, subtle but undeniable, like he wanted to know everything about her.

The rain continued, falling harder, drumming on the city, the street, her coat, and somehow echoing her heartbeat. And she knew, deep down, that he wouldn’t leave her world. Not now. Not ever.

The storm wasn’t just outside. It was growing between them, slow, dangerous, impossible to ignore...

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