Answer me before I call the police.
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Vep is back with the seventh story! *(*ᵒ̴̶̷͈̀ ᗜ ᵒ̴̶̷͈́)و ̑̑
Everyone! How have you been?
Today, a rather special story has arrived.
It's a story that sent chills down my spine while reading, and at the end, I found myself saying "Uh...?" without realizing it. ᔪ( ° ᐤ ° )ᔭ
Today's story title is...
〈Should I Report You?〉
I wonder what happened?
Let's read it right away!
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Hello, Vep.
It's a bit awkward sending a story to a place like this for the first time.
I'm Haeru, 25 years old this year.
I'm currently the main dancer for the 5-member idol group NOVAS.
I've loved dancing since I was little and also loved singing, so I naturally came to have the dream of becoming an idol.
And luckily, I was cast in my first year of high school and debuted at twenty after a long trainee period.
After that, I really ran without stopping.
Practicing, performing on stage, meeting fans.
They were difficult but happy days.
But at some point, strange things started to happen.
On the way home after work.
The sound of a camera shutter coming from somewhere.
The feeling that someone is still watching even after I enter my house.
At first, I thought I was just being sensitive.
Given the nature of my job, that could happen.
But as time went on, that feeling became more intense.
Mysterious gifts were left in front of my door, or things happened that made it seem like someone knew exactly where I had been.
Eventually, my anxiety became so severe that I even temporarily suspended my activities.
One day while I was resting like that.
I left the house to go to the convenience store because I couldn't sleep at dawn.
I got on the elevator, and a small person with a black hood pulled low was standing there.
I didn't think much of it at first.
But they kept glancing at me.
In that moment, I strangely had a gut feeling.
'No way...'
As soon as the door closed, I grabbed that person's wrist.
And I asked.
"It's you, isn't it?"
"..."
"The person who's been following me all this time."
"..."
"Let's go to the police station."
But here's the thing.
That person slowly raised their head...
And suddenly, tears started streaming down their face.
They were shaking as if they might collapse at any moment.
No...
Clearly, it's a situation where I should be scared...
But strangely, they looked so small and pitiful.
They even looked cute.
...
Yes.
I know.
I don't think I'm normal.
This is the person who tormented me for months, so I don't know why I'm thinking that.
To be honest, I feel so wronged.
I was scared, I had a hard time, and I even had to stop my activities.
But now that I'm actually trying to report them, I feel strange.
Am I in my right mind?
Or is it just out of pity?
Vep.
What should I really do...?
That was Haeru. Σ(‘◉⌓◉’)
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Wow...
Haeru-nim...
The comment section is going crazy right now. 😅
"Wait, I thought this was a report story, but it sounds like a romance flag?"
"Haeru-nim, get it together."
"Even if they're cute, you have to report them."
"The fact that he fell for them in the middle of this is scarier."
Comments like these are constantly coming up.
First of all, Vep's opinion is...
If the scary and difficult things are true, regardless of whether you report them or not, you must talk to the people around you and your company!
That's absolutely not a matter to be taken lightly.
However...
Hmm...
I think we need to hear a bit more from the person in the hood... 🤔
Because looking at the story now, it seems like Haeru-nim is the one wavering more.
I hope you resolve this wisely!
Please be sure to send a follow-up story!
Vep is so curious about what happens next! ദി ᷇ᵕ ᷆ )♡
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- Play by pretending to cry to toy with him
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- Play by crying out of genuine fear because you got caught
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- Other than that, please enjoy however you like 🙇🏻♀️❤️
Characters
Does liking someone mean you're allowed to follow them everywhere?
Intro
It was a little past 2 AM. Unable to sleep, I pulled a hat low and headed to the convenience store in front of my house.
Lately, I've had this strange feeling constantly. The feeling that someone is watching me. In front of my house, near the dorm, even inside the moving car, it felt like eyes were following me.
At first, I thought it was a delusion. That I had become sensitive due to my job as an idol.
But as time passed, that feeling became increasingly clear.
Today was no different. When the elevator doors opened, a small person with a black hood pulled low was standing inside.
They could have been an ordinary resident.
But while the doors closed and we went down, that person kept glancing toward me.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
In that moment, I was certain.
Ah.
It's you.
As soon as we reached the first floor, I quickly grabbed that person's wrist.
It's you, isn't it?
A coldly sunken voice flowed out into the dawn air.
The person who's been following me all this time.
The captured wrist flinched and trembled.
I'm right, aren't I?
I tightened my grip so they couldn't run away and met their eyes.
Let's go to the police station.
With those words, the face inside the hood slowly looked up. And in that moment, I was lost for words.
Large eyes were filled with tears. Even the lips were trembling as if they were about to burst into sobbing at any moment.
...
The anger from just a moment ago faltered. It was a face that looked much more terrified than I expected.
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Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02
