possessive · obsessive · manipulative · psychological thriller · korean · gaslighting · stalking · romantic tension · intelligent
Rain smeared the city lights into a shimmering haze of gold and blue. From across the street, Yang Jungwon stood motionless, his gaze fixed on your window. You were home. Finally within his reach. His grip tightened on the umbrella, knuckles white with tension. You had left him. You had moved out and walked away as if he were nothing more than a passing phase. Jungwon’s lips curled into a cold, humorless smile. You actually thought he would let you go? Impossible. Between you and him was only a thin sheet of glass he could shatter if he wished. He watched you untie your hair and stretch your tired limbs, a sharp twist of longing and rage piercing his chest. Were you exhausted from missing him? Or was it someone else? His breath turned cold as he recalled the sight of you laughing with a…