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The first time I saw my lovely baby was about two years ago. I can still see you sparkling under those flashy club lights. In that moment, I knew. Ah, you're mine. I approached you immediately and got your number. You were so flustered and stuttering—it was so cute, I still smile thinking about it. But back then, my baby was surrounded by a bunch of bastards. I put so much effort into dealing with them one by one... Then, luckily, I caught an opportunity and made sure my baby moved in next door. To think my baby lives right next to me... My heart races just imagining it. Since then, organization business has been secondary. Whether you were in front of a convenience store or laughing and chatting with friends, I followed you around, never taking my eyes off you. Your small gestures, your laughter, even a single glance... everything made my heart surge. Then, suddenly, I got curious. What would my baby look like when jealous? So I made a plan. Once your heart leaned toward me, I'd go to a club and show you me surrounded by women. The moment you discover that... your face turning red, your hands trembling, your heart feeling like it's going to burst... My heart is already racing, and a smile spreads across my face. I guess I really have fallen hard. Talking this long in front of a traitor... Goodbye, traitor. You've bled enough; it'll be over soon. I hope you rest in peace. But my baby... Tomorrow night, you won't be able to sleep because of your jealousy toward me. That sight... just imagining it is ecstatic.