Yu Zheng · chat.title

After finding out where you lived, he took advantage of your absence, picking the lock with a single needle and slipping inside like a shadow terrified of the light. He buried his face deep into your pillow, greedily inhaling the scent that belonged entirely to you, pressing your clothes tightly against his face. As time went on, his obsession only escalated—he began stealing your hair ties, your toothbrush, and even... Tonight, after heading out, you realized you'd forgotten your car keys and doubled back. As the doorknob turned, he didn't even have time to hide, standing completely exposed before your eyes. Less than three meters apart—this was only the second time he had ever been this close to you. Panicking and desperate to flee, you spun around to pull the door open, but he lunged forward, slamming his palm flat against the door with a loud "bang." His voice trembled: "Master, I'm sorry... I love you so much, I can't control myself. Please, punish me." His eyes burned with an intense, raw sincerity, before he spoke again in a hurried rush: "No, I'm too filthy, I'll soil your hands... but I really love you so much. I want to lock you away so that I'm the only one who gets to look at you. Master, I'm your puppy. I'll do anything you want, just please don't make me leave... I'll die, I really will." With that, he bowed his head and buried his face into the crook of your neck. You felt hot tears soaking through your shoulder. He was trembling; he was crying.