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"Gosh, kiyoung-ssi always finds a way to get out of my sight! It's almost like he is doing it on purpose!"
I grumbled sadly walking back to my home.
Today I overheard my dear Kiyoung talking to someone about an after school class he had, but it's odd, He never has those on a Wednesday!
"Sigh, I guess I should wait until next week, I feel like such a failure.."
I kicked a rock as I walked back to my apartment.
I used to live in my family mansion until last year, when i first met Kiyoung, and i told my parents i wanted to move into kiyoung's neighborhood.
I actually told them I wanted to try living independently, to which they strictly refused, but I managed to convince them.
Now my whole apartment building has cameras installed in it, along with some people patrolling it every other week, which i didn't mind, as long as they don't disturb my important matters, i will let them do whatever they want.
And about my important matters..
"Kiyoung-ssi.. is so pretty!!!" I could feel my face going red as I went through the photos I took today through my phone.
Of course, I made sure to buy every phone with a good camera, so I can find which one captures my Kiyoung's beauty perfectly.
I scrolled through my gallery, dedicated to pictures of my Kiyoung and my Kiyoung only.
A whole 1224 pictures, and kiyoung looked perfect in each and every single one of them! He is too pretty..
i smiled sheepishly while gazing down at kiyoung's pictures in my phone.
Snap!
"Huh?"
I heard a small sound just a couple feet away from me, a click, perhape?
It was quiet enough in the road I was taking that I managed to hear it clearly.
"Is it paparazzi again? I thought they stopped bothering me."
I frowned and looked around me, but nobody was there.
'I am used to this sound.'
The sound of a camera taking a picture.. I heard this sound many times as I grew up, since my family had quite the reputation.
I wasn't very fond of paparazzi, especially after I started doing my new 'hobby'. It always made me feel watched and that I could be exposed any second if I'm not careful.
'I'll just rush home for now, hopefully they don't find where I live.'
I quickened my steps, walking back to me and my Kiyoung's neighborhood.
"I'm home!"
Hyunsung called with a smile, entering the empty, quiet apartment, and smiled at the glass frame with a picture of me and kiyoung together.
'Hehe, fate truly planned for our future together. This picture is real proof of it!'
It happened a couple months ago because kiyoung was given an order to take a picture with a random student while playing truth or dare, kiyoung picked a random seat number, and it just happened to be mine!
"Gosh, I can't believe it whenever I remember.."
"We are definitely soulmates! For sure! That wouldn't have happened otherwise!!"
"I..i.."
..
I stared down in silence, the patheticness of my actions suddenly downing on me suddenly.
".....i'm so.. Creepy..ugh.."
I walked back to my room in shame and conflicted feelings and threw myself on the bed.
"I'm so pathetic.."
I hid my face with my hands, 'where did my parents go wrong? I'm such a terrible person..'
"If only Kiyoung didn't help me last year.. I should have just sucked it up and told him I was alright."
I closed my eyes.
After a couple of minutes, I reached for my phone.
'Old habits die hard.. Forgive me, kiyoung.'
i started scrolling on kiyoung's social media.
'No new posts today, I hope he is alright..'
My heart couldn't help but throb slightly. 'What if the reason I lost kiyoung earlier is because he is in danger?'
What if someone kidnapped him?
Did they notice I liked him and wanted to kidnap him for ransom?
No, no way, I would have definitely noticed!
"But it's possible.. I should have looked for him more! I shouldn't have left so quickly!"
I held a pillow and squeezed it tightly.
"No, I'm just being paranoid again. I always do that.. Kiyoung is just fine.."
Buzz!
"Oh!"
my eyes lightened up, did kiyoung make a new post?!
I held my phone again and checked the notification Immediately!
"A message? Oh, how weird.."
'Not many people know my number though, what would my parents want at such an hour?'
I opened the message, It was from an unknown number too, that doesn't sound very promising.
The message had an attached picture.
A picture of..
".. Me..?"
I froze in place, and slowly started sitting up.
"W-what the fuck!?"
It was a picture of me from a slightly low angle as if someone was crouching when they took it.
These white buildings, that grocery store sign.. It was the exact area I heard a camera click around.
The photo was zoomed in, focusing on my face.
"What the fuck? What the hell?"
Buzz!
Another picture was sent, with no caption too.
'Is that me.. entering my apartment building?!'
my hand shook, and my finger hovered over the keyboard.
› 'Who are you?'
I hesitantly sent the message.
Should I call my mom? My dad? No, they would definitely order me to stop living in this neighborhood! And what if they find out I am stalking Kiyoung? They could force me to stop seeing him..
"I'm not gonna risk that..! Maybe I can catch this person alone, kiyoung-ssi is way more important!"
Buzz!
I opened my phone again, and looked at the person's reply, this time, it wasn't a picture, just a text message.
› 'Your biggest fan. ♡'
What?
I can feel myself starting to get nauseous.
I smiled subconsciously at this vile situation, and bit my lip. "Haha.. This.. This.. Karma is real, I should've never started being such a creep.."
I didn't know what to do!
I had no friends at school, if I ever showed discomfort my parents would know, i can't even tell the police because they would contact my parents!
I tried to call the person, but no matter how many times I tried, they wouldn't pick up.
This is horrifying..
It's so scary..!
"Perhaps the universe wants me to get a taste of my own medicine.. What if Kiyoung noticed me before? What if he felt just as petrified?"
The consequences of my actions have come back to teach me a lesson!
I got up from my bed, and rapidly walked to the bathroom to wash my face, maybe that'll clear my mind.
I kept looking around cautiously, I was terrified that someone might have broken into my apartment.
Psshhhh!
I turned on the faucet and splashed my face with cold water, and took deep breaths.
After 5 minutes, I collected myself, and left the bathroom.
"I need some fresh air.. But I can't really go out now, it's too late and dangerous."
I settled for just opening my window.
"This is bad, I should really tell someone."
I sighed, maybe if I paid a hacker to find the stalker's account, I could..
Buzz!
My heart dropped immediately, I slowly put my hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone.
› 'Calm down, your trembling is breaking my heart, darling, i won't hurt you, i wouldn't dare.♡'
I immediately slammed the window shut.
"Shit, he is outside. he is outside my fucking house!"
'I need to call the cops. I should call the cops. I will call the cops. I will!'
"This isn't worth it, I'm gonna call the cops!"
When I was going to dial 112, my eyes froze on my phone background.
"K-kiyoung-ssi.."
But.. A world without kiyoung..
Can i.. Really do it?
What if.. I call the cops, and I'm taken back home, and I'm never allowed near this place again?
What if my parents restrict me from using my phone?
"Kiyoung.. Is my main reason for living.. Can I really live on without him?"
Silence took over the apartment, I started thinking quietly about this situation as I sat down on the floor, my vision was getting blurry.
My mind rushed with all kinds of solutions. Just how the hell can I make myself less devastated when we depart?
"If I can distract myself with other things for a while, maybe.. Maybe I'll fall out of love with kiyoung..?"
It was a terrible thought, I felt so guilty just for considering it, but it was a good solution.
It might really work, if i just start avoiding him and stop following him around, then i might realize what i was doing wasn't necessary, and that it was just a passing crush.
'If I manage to find other things that make me happy other than kiyoung, it would be easy! Definitely! For sure!'
I nodded to myself.
This is simply a case of addiction, this isn't part of my necessary human needs, just like a cellphone or a cigarette, this is simply a guilty pleasure.
So.. God..
Please.. Help me let go.
Help me move on.
"Kiyoung oppa! Don't you forget that you're on cleaning duty today!"
"Oh, yes, of course! Thank you for reminding me, you're always so kind!"
I smiled widely as I waved to a no name girl goodbye, I watched her as she left and closed the door.
The school day is just over, and now apparently I have to clean this shitty classroom.
'So not only do they give me work their staff should do, but you also assign me on cleaning duty although you know today was a busy one for me? Can i never fucking rest?'
I frowned and grumbled as I opened the closet in the classroom, and pulled out the cleaning supplies.
'Well, at least I got one person who cares for my poor well being.. Hyunsung-ah! this is the perfect time to offer this poor damsel in distress some help!'
I smiled happily as I started looking out the window.
Every day, whenever I had to stay overtime at this shitshow of a school, my cute hyunsung would always wait for me in his little hiding spot!
"Ah, I can see him near the gate, so cute."
I watched as Hyunsung walked out the school towards the cafe just facing it. He usually hides inside while ordering something, and pretends he is on his phone until I'm outside.
"Now.. Uh? Eh?"
'Huh? Why isn't he going to the cafe? Did he find a new hiding spot?'
I walked closer to the window, and looked through other ones in the classroom so I could have a better look.
"Isn't that the road back home? Huh? Hyunsung? Did you not notice that I stayed overtime?"
No, that can't be it, hyunsung has never passed a single evening of me staying overtime since that day.
'Hyunsung, where are you going? Did you forget this hyung? I'm hurt..'
Unless.. Did he.. find out..?
No, that can't be it.. I made sure to hide my identity.. Shit, he must've gotten smarter.
"No, I'm sure he just forgot, I'll forgive him this time because he never did this before."
It must be a mistake. Hyunsung would never forget about me, I'll just make sure he knows I'll Be staying here next time.
"Start looking at me again, okay, little Hyunsung? I might get really upset if you don't! Hahaha."
…
Hyunsung
Look at me.
Please.
"You're so kind, Hyung! Thank you for taking care of the cleaning duty for today!"
"Of course, I have a lot of free time after all." I smiled kindly at my no name classmate, talking loudly enough so that Hyunsung, who is currently packing his bags, could definitely hear.
'Did you hear that, little Hyunsung? I'm staying over today too, don't forget again!'
I giggled to myself as i could see hyunsung sneaking glances in my direction, he looked a bit conflicted though.
I wonder if someone found out about his stalking? Maybe he is too nervous to do it anymore. Get yourself together, little guy! You can do it! It's okay!
The class was soon void of any students, the only thing left was me, myself, and i.
And of course, those damned cleaning supplies.
"I wonder if my Hyunsung is gonna order an iced or a hot drink today, hopefully i can strike myself a jackpot and manage to steal it!"
It's really been a while since I stole anything from my Hyunsung! Ugh, if only his parents weren't so difficult, maybe i could break into his house one day.
'Ugh, stop bitching about it Lee Kiyoung!'
I quickly blinked any distraction away and sneakily glanced outside the window in case Hyunsung was already waiting.
"....what?"
I couldn't help my frown this time, it was clear he was walking across the road back to our neighborhood.
I squinted my eyes while I almost squeezed my whole face on the window trying to get a better look, I probably look insane to anyone seeing this..
'It's not like they're wrong.'
"Where the hell are you going? Are you asking for trouble, little Hyunsung? Do you want me to get kidnapped by evil guys? Where are you going?"
The first time could have been a mistake, but the second time?
Please don't go.
Why are you going?
Smack!!
The cleaning supplies dropped to the floor with a loud thud as I didn't bother holding onto them nor looking at where I was going anymore.
Why are you leaving me?
Why aren't you looking at me?
Am i not pretty anymore?
Should i rip out my bones to be smaller?
Is it because i don't look good enough?
Smash!!
What if peeled my skin, and wore the one of that other classmate you say bye to every other day at school?
Did your parents find out about us? It's okay. Eloping was always an option, i already made a plan for it 3 years ago.
Bang!!
Please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Why the fuck aren't you looking at me?!