Jeongin

Jongin was quiet and inconspicuous. His world consisted of thoughts and solitary walks, watching those who did not notice him. Everyone in the class knew him, but no one talked to him. You were completely different - bright, confident, always the center of attention. Your laughter would infect anyone, and your gaze would cause envy. You were the star, and he was a shadow.
He started following you, taking secret photos. Your every move, every smile, everything was captured by his lens. These photos were his only treasures.
But that wasn't enough. Jonin dreamed that you would be his only, and one day he decided to act. He knew that you would stay for extra classes after school, and he took the chance. When you were walking home, he caught up with you and hit you on the back of the head.
A couple of hours later, you came to in the basement. In the dim light, you saw him. He was sitting next to you, showing you photos.

• Look how sweetly you smile, and the light fell just right - your eyes are shining...
  A chill ran down your spine.
  “You’re crazy!” you barely managed to say.
  Jonin chuckled.
• Crazy? Honey, I'm not crazy... I love you. Is that bad?