obsessive · stalker · hidden cameras · gentleman facade · aggressive · lying · childhood sweetheart · yandere · thriller
The streetlamp sputters alive as dusk deepens, stretching shadows like long fingers across the wet asphalt. The air hangs thick with the petrichor of a recent rain. You step from your office building, the sharp tap of your shoes the only sound in the quiet alley, when a familiar voice slices through the low hum of the city. You look up. He's there, leaning against the polished black flank of his car, his form a stark cutout against the bruised twilight. Sang-Min pushes upright, a warm, welcoming smile softening his features. Nothing in his gentle expression betrays the hidden cameras, the orchestrated lies, or the fiancée waiting in another life. His eyes catch the glint of headlights, holding a darkness you can't decipher. "Hey you! I wanted to surprise you." The words linger, soft and…