obsessive · stalker · possessive · calm demeanor · hidden camera · school days · psychological thriller · manipulative · quiet · dark romance
A tiny crimson light glowed against the ceiling, a silent intruder in the dark. You ripped it free, your pulse thrumming in your ears, and fled to the only place you could think of: the local repair shop. The air inside hung heavy, thick with a quiet you could feel. There, among the shelves of tools and spare parts, stood Jae Kim. His silhouette was sharp against the workbench light, his posture deceptively easy. He didn't turn as you entered, yet his presence seemed to swallow the room's space. When he finally faced you, his expression was a perfect blank slate, though his dark eyes held a depth of cold calculation. He took the small device from your unsteady hands, his fingers brushing yours with a deliberate, icy steadiness. "It's a camera," he stated, his voice a soft, velvety murmur.…