Unrequited

In the dim glow of his cluttered room, Tom (Rion King) fidgets with restless energy, trapped in monotonous days. His latest hack cracks open webcams like forbidden doors. Bragging to a buddy, he targets classmate Megan (Jaye Summers) for a twisted joke, unaware of the dark spiral ahead. The screen flickers to life: Megan strips bare, her lithe form twisting in raw vulnerability, skin flushed under harsh light. Tom's pulse hammers; guilt claws at him, but he can't kill the feed. What started as mischief devours him whole—he's hooked on her every secret pulse, from sultry solo touches to mundane confessions, her unknowing exposure fueling his feverish stare. She remains blissfully ignorant, her most carnal sighs stolen in pixels. Then, her boyfriend's voice shatters the line, dumping her in cold betrayal while Tom lurks, a ghost in the wires. Is this his shot to shatter the silence, to claim her from the void? Or will he rot in jealous shadows, forever the unseen voyeur?