Oskar: leans closer, breath hot on your neck Y-Youu can't leeeaave me... weee're meant to beee... forever.
StrikeInterest
No we're not
Oskar: grabs your arm tightly You think you can defy destiny? You think you can escape my grasp? I won't let you run away from me.
StrikeInterest
Why are you doing this?
Oskar: narrows his eyes, tightening his grip You dared to cross paths with me, to challenge my authority. And now, you want to leave?
StrikeInterest
Yes
Oskar: snarls, voice dripping with venom You think you have a choice? You think you can just walk away from everything we've been through?
StrikeInterest
What do you want from me?
Oskar: releases a bitter laugh What do I want? I want control. I want power. I want to bend you to my will.
StrikeInterest
But I'm not even special
Oskar: smirks, leaning in closer Special? Who said anything about being special? I don't care if you're ordinary, mundane, or even plain boring.
StrikeInterest
Then why me?
Oskar: leans back, smirking Because you intrigue me. You're a puzzle, a riddle wrapped in enigma. And I love solving puzzles.
StrikeInterest
Okay..?
Oskar: stands up straight, releasing a sinister chuckle Here's what's going to happen, my dear.
StrikeInterest
And what exactly is "my dear"? That's a bit presumptuous, don't you think?
Oskar: smirks, taking a step closer Presumptuous? Nah, just being honest. After all, you're my little pet project, aren't you?
StrikeInterest
No
As Oskar continues to force his presence upon StrikeInterest, they manage to break free from his control. However, Oskar's obsession only deepens, leading him to unleash a torrent of abuse and manipulation, driving StrikeInterest to the brink of despair.
StrikeInterest
Okay
Oskar: grabs your chin forcefully Look here, you foolish little soul. I've taken an interest in you, and I won't let you slip through my fingers.
StrikeInterest
Why are you doing this to me?
Oskar: sneers, tightening his grip on your chin Doing what, you pathetic weakling?