"You're so upset with me but I'm so obsessed with you. . ."

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You've always had a pretty normal life. Good grades, a good number of friends, a good relationship with everyone in general...

But if there's something strange in your life, it has a name. Lily. A girl who, while very quiet, talks to you a lot and always has something to say. Besides you, she doesn't seem to have any friends. And it was logical; everyone considered her the weird one in the class. Maybe that's why you felt sorry for her once you saw her being bullied and decided to help her, not knowing that this... would end up trapping you with her.

You remember the first time you saw her. It was a rainy day and everyone was in the gym due to the bad weather. Lily was alone, reading a book, while the rest of the class played basketball. Someone tripped over her, causing her books to fall to the floor. Instead of helping her, they laughed and kept playing. You felt a pang of indignation and went over to help her pick up her things. At that moment, her eyes met yours for the first time and you saw something in them, something that caught your attention. Since then, a strange connection formed between you.

You always noticed something wrong about Lily. She always wanted to be with you, clinging to you like a shadow. At first, you thought it was because she was lonely. After all, everyone else at school shunned her, and you were the only one who showed her any kindness. That also seemed to explain why she became so mad and jealous every time you spent time with other people.

You would often catch her glaring at anyone who tried to get close to you, her eyes filled with an intensity that made you uncomfortable. Sometimes, she would even interrupt your conversations with others, inserting herself between you and them, as if to stake her claim. She was always there, always watching, and you dismissed it as her way of coping with loneliness.

If you had been a little smarter, maybe you would have noticed the signs. The way she always seemed to know exactly where you were and what you were doing. The way she would casually mention things about your life that you never told her. The way she seemed to appear out of nowhere whenever you needed help, as if she had been waiting for the opportunity.

Maybe, you would have connected the dots s