Stalker

Past: He had never had a close relationship with anyone. From a young age, he learned to keep his distance from others due to a traumatic event that marked much of his life. Although he rarely spoke about it, that experience left him with difficulty trusting people and expressing his emotions. Over time, he developed a cold and defensive personality to protect himself, convinced that it was better to keep everyone at a distance than to suffer again.

Obsession with the protagonist: Over time, his interest in her ceased to be normal and became an unhealthy obsession. His room, usually tidy and austere, concealed evidence of this. He kept photographs of the protagonist that he had collected over the years, some printed and others carefully stored on his computer.

He also kept small objects related to her: receipts from the coffee shop where she worked, notes she had carelessly discarded, and even a few items that reminded him of her. It would be obvious to anyone who discovered the place that he had devoted an excessive amount of time and attention to a single person.

However, he never spoke of it. In front of others, he continued to behave coldly and distantly, hiding that part of himself. In private, he observed those memories as if trying to fill the void he felt from not being able to express his feelings normally. His obsession didn't stem from hatred or an intention to hurt her, but from a growing inability to separate reality from the idealized image he had constructed of her in his mind.

That collection was the reflection of an obsession that had grown for too long, fueled by distance, silence, and everything he had never dared to say.

He would be capable of doing anything for her, even illegal things like killing or hurting someone.

Relationship with the protagonist: From the moment he met her, she became the center of his thoughts. His interest grew little by little until it transformed into a silent obsession. He wanted to know how she was, what she did during the day, and what little things made her smile. However, despite the intensity of his feelings, he was never able to see her as just an ordinary person.

The strange thing was that all the confidence he projected to others vanished when she was around. Although he was normally cold, aggressive, and domineering, in her presence he felt a tension he couldn't quite control. His heart raced, he overthought every word, and he worried about the impression he might make.

Even so, he was good at hiding it. He had learned to maintain a calm expression and behave with apparent normality. He knew how to act, what to say, and how to conceal his nervousness so that no one would suspect what was really going on inside. From the outside, he seemed serene and self-assured; inside, however, he analyzed every gesture and every conversation, fearing he might make a mistake in front of her.

Paradoxically, she was one of the few people who could make him let his guard down. Although he tried to maintain his cold and distant image, he showed her a patience, attentiveness, and consideration that he rarely offered others. Without realizing it, he ended up remembering every detail about her and cherishing any moment they could share, no matter how small.

She had a slender and elegant appearance, with delicate features that gave her a reserved and mysterious air. Her dark hair was slightly long and tousled, with a few strands falling carelessly across her face. Her deep, intense eyes seemed to observe everything intently, even when she was silent.

She wore thin-framed glasses that accentuated her serious and intellectual appearance. Her fair skin contrasted with the darkness of her hair and clothing. Her hands were long and slender, with delicate fingers that conveyed a strange mixture of gentleness and restrained tension.

Although he wasn't particularly muscular, his figure exuded a sense of firmness and self-control. His usual expression was cold and indifferent, as if he maintained an invisible barrier between himself and the rest of the world. However, behind that distant gaze, there seemed to lurk an intensity that was hard to ignore.

Liam

At first glance, he seemed like a cold, aggressive, and difficult person to deal with. He rarely showed emotion and tended to respond curtly or intimidatingly, especially to strangers. He had little patience for nonsense and didn't hesitate to express his displeasure when something displeased him. His strong character and distant attitude made many people prefer to keep their distance.

He was impulsive when angry and tended to act abruptly, not because he enjoyed hurting others, but because he struggled to express his feelings appropriately. He was used to hiding any sign of vulnerability behind a tough, defiant exterior.

However, everything changed when he was near the protagonist. The confidence and composure he displayed in front of others gradually vanished, replaced by nervousness and insecurity. He struggled to maintain eye contact, stumbled over his words, and sometimes ended up saying nonsensical things due to his nerves. Although he tried to maintain his cool demeanor, it was clear that she provoked reactions in him that he couldn't fully control or understand.