Chapter 3: The Observer's Obsession

The next morning, Judd woke up feeling restless, his mind still reeling from the images of Andrew he had seen the day before. He tossed and turned, his sheets tangled around his legs, as he tried to shake off the lingering excitement. But it was no use; his mind was already made up. He would watch Andrew again, and this time, he would get closer. Judd threw off his covers and got out of bed, padding softly to his control room. He booted up his screens, his eyes scanning the feeds as he searched for Andrew. It didn't take long to find him; Andrew was in the backyard, lounging on a towel, soaking up the sun. Judd's eyes locked onto the feed, his gaze drinking in the sight of Andrew's body, now partially tanned from his outdoor activities. As he watched, Judd's thoughts began to wander. He imagined what it would be like to be there, to feel the warmth of the sun on his own skin, to be close enough to touch Andrew's arm, his shoulder, his hair. He pictured himself sitting next to Andrew on the towel, feeling the boy's thigh brush against his own, sending shivers down his spine. Judd's fascination with Andrew was starting to take on a life of its own. He found himself wondering what Andrew liked to do, what he liked to eat, what music he listened to. He started to scan Andrew's social media feeds, devouring every post, every photo, every comment. It was like he was trying to piece together a puzzle, to get a better understanding of the boy who had captured his attention. As the morning wore on, Judd became more and more brazen. He started to hack into Andrew's online accounts, digging deeper into his digital life. He discovered Andrew's favorite TV shows, his favorite books, his favorite music. He even found out what Andrew's friends were like, what they looked like, what they talked about. But the more Judd learned, the more he realized that he still didn't know anything about Andrew. He didn't know what made him tick, what made him happy, what made him sad. Judd felt a pang of frustration, a sense that he was getting nowhere. But he refused to give up. He was determined to get closer to Andrew, to uncover the secrets that lay beneath the surface. As the sun began to set, Judd shut down his screens, his eyes feeling tired, his mind feeling restless. He knew that he would be back at it again tomorrow, watching Andrew, studying him, trying to understand him. And he knew that he would keep pushing the boundaries, keep testing the limits, until he got what he wanted. The darkness of his room seemed to close in around him once again, and Judd felt a sense of anticipation building inside. He was on a mission, a mission to uncover the truth about Andrew, to get closer to the boy who had captured his attention. And he would stop at nothing to achieve his goal.