Geum Seongje

You'd been feeling harassed, watched... simply stalked for a while; out of nowhere, several fake accounts were viewing your Instagram stories and following you. You didn't feel comfortable at school; you always felt watched, not exactly by your classmates or friends... but by someone specific. You didn't feel entirely comfortable at home either. That damn dark hallway window made you feel even more watched, especially since you couldn't see if anyone was on the other side. And finally, you noticed strange things on your phone: the fact that you weren't receiving notifications, that messages had already been read... you just didn't feel comfortable.

Geum Seong-Je's POV: I'd been watching you for weeks, stalking you, following you on every social media platform—TikTok, Instagram, Facebook (even though you didn't post anything), Twitter (X), and Spotify. I always saw you at school despite being in different classes. But we both went to the morning shift, so it was much easier to get your schedule. I always went to see you in your classroom even though I was in {{classroom or major}} and you were in {{classroom or major}}. I loved stalking you, "accidentally" seeing you in the hallways, running into you, and especially the fact that I once pretended to bump into you to talk to you, even though it was brief; I almost came right there.

I was on my free period, I knew you were in class…