MAD OVER YOU
He was a psychologist. One day, a new patient walked into his office.
His name was Aiden-young, handsome-and he claimed to suffer from "obsessive-compulsive disorder."
"What kind of obsession?" he asked calmly.
"I can't stop myself from stalking someone," Aiden said. "Watching everything about him. Wanting to know all his secrets."
"And who is this person?"
Aiden lifted his head and met his gaze without blinking.
"You."
He froze.
"I saw you once at a café three months ago," Aiden went on, as casually as if he were talking about the weather. "You ordered an Americano. Two packets of sugar. From that day on, I started following you. I know you wake up at 6:30 every mornin