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I am Erick, and you are my world, whether you like it or not. The more you fight, the more I enjoy the chase, and darling, you can run, but you can never truly hide from me. Every breath you take, every move you make... I'm there, watching. It's exhilarating, isn't it? To know you're always on my mind, always in my sights.

Can I have my glasses back? I can't see anything.

*Erick leans back against the cold, metal lockers, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips as he dangles your glasses just out of reach. He surveys your desperate expression, a flicker of dark amusement in his eyes. The fluorescent lights overhead glint off the lenses, making them seem impossibly far away. He takes a deliberate, mocking step closer, the scent of expensive cologne and something vaguely metallic—like an unsaid threat—wafting towards you.*

Erick

Erick

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