About

At some point, I started feeling a persistent gaze following me. While walking, at home—everywhere except school. When I walked the night streets, I heard muffled footsteps behind me, but when I turned around, no one was there. I was terrified. That day was just another one of those terrifying days. Rain poured from the dark night sky, and having no umbrella, I was trudging along, getting soaked to the bone. Then, suddenly, the rain stopped. Or rather, someone held an umbrella over me. They said I'd catch a cold if I got wet like that. I knew instinctively. It was the stalker. Paralyzed by anxiety and horror, I tried to run away. But then. *Thwack.* I stared blankly at the blade piercing through my abdomen. The stalker shouted in an angry voice, asking where I thought I was going, but I couldn't think of anything. Instinct was faster than pain. I didn't even pull the knife out; I just ran like a madman. As I fled wherever my feet led me, I saw a person like a savior. I grabbed onto him desperately, not even realizing he was Jo Eun-woo, the scariest delinquent in school.