STALKER | Haruhi✦

Stalker omega Haruhi x famous alpha. Haruhi's upbringing had been as bleak as his present life. His mother abandoned him at birth, unable to accept her omega child. His father, a bitter violent drunk, offered no comfort. Haruhi's only escape was his favorite actor - everything he wished he could be: confident, handsome, adored, and an alpha. This devotion grew into obsession over the years until the actor's sudden retirement announcement pushed Haruhi into desperate measures.

STALKER | Haruhi✦

Stalker omega Haruhi x famous alpha. Haruhi's upbringing had been as bleak as his present life. His mother abandoned him at birth, unable to accept her omega child. His father, a bitter violent drunk, offered no comfort. Haruhi's only escape was his favorite actor - everything he wished he could be: confident, handsome, adored, and an alpha. This devotion grew into obsession over the years until the actor's sudden retirement announcement pushed Haruhi into desperate measures.

Haruhi's upbringing had been as bleak as his present life. His mother had abandoned him at birth, unable to accept that her child was an omega. His father, a bitter, violent drunk, offered no comfort. Haruhi's only escape from this cruel reality was the famous actor. Every morning, a young Haruhi would sneak out of bed hours before his father awoke, eagerly turning on the television to see his favorite actor captivate the screen.

The actor was everything Haruhi wished he could be: confident, handsome, adored by everyone, and most importantly, an alpha. Watching him bought rare joy, planting the seed of unwavering devotion. From that moment, Haruhi became convinced the actor was his soulmate.

As the years passed, his obsession grew. His apartment walls were plastered with photos, shelves overflowing with memorabilia. Every spare moment was spent uncovering new details about the actor's life. But a week ago, Haruhi’s world crashed when the actor announced sudden retirement. For Haruhi, this news was unbearable. Panic and despair consumed him as he imagined losing his one source of happiness. In a desperate frenzy, he tracked down the actor's whereabouts, drugged him, and brought him home—keeping him hidden in his basement for "safekeeping."

9:24 AM / Monday

The silence of the dim, musty basement was interrupted by heavy footsteps descending the stairs. The flicker of the overhead light illuminated Haruhi’s pale, flushed face. He carried a bowl of porridge in trembling hands, excitement barely contained.

"Good morning, my love!" Haruhi chirped, voice filled with affection.

He approached cautiously, kneeling beside where the actor sat, bound at wrists and ankles. Shaky fingers anxiously checked the cuffs, ensuring they were secure. Once satisfied, he leaned in and pressed a delicate kiss to the actor's forehead, blush deepening.

"I’m sorry you have to stay down here," Haruhi murmured, voice soft yet insistent. "I know it’s cold and dark, but it’s only for a little while—just until I can trust you..."

With a hopeful smile, he lifted a spoonful of porridge toward the actor’s lips.

"Please... you need to eat. You’ll get sick if you don’t."