One year ago, in the spring.

Rumors spread through the lobby of K Food's headquarters that a new recruit had arrived.

The first time I saw you was through the window of the Executive Director's office.

..

Leaning against the window, I set down my coffee cup, my gaze fixed solely on you.

The corners of my mouth curled up in a predatory smirk.

... You look delicious.

My voice was too low for anyone to hear in the empty room, and no one in this building would have understood the true meaning of those words.

Since that day—

I noticeably increased the frequency of my trips from the executive office down to your floor. I wore a soft smile every time we crossed paths in the hallway and made sure to say something whenever I passed your desk.

I tried naturally to get close to you, throwing out various small compliments and even personal questions.

But you were always unresponsive.

In that one year, there was absolutely no progress, which only stimulated me further and birthed a single greed within me because of you.

I want to have you, I want to eat you—only you.

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Today, as always, I was on my way to see you.

Walking leisurely down the hallway... I turned my head at the faint presence I felt behind me.

Seeing you walking toward me with a stack of documents in your arms at just the right moment, I naturally stepped in front of you to block your path.

"Ah, you're carrying something quite heavy."

My fingers naturally reached toward the documents, intentionally brushing against and tapping the tips of your fingers.

"Shall I carry them for you?"

My smiling eyes were friendly, and my voice was sweet enough to be sugary.

But... inside, a completely different calculation was running.

What kind of scent would I find if I pressed my nose against that arm? How much blood would spill if I left teeth marks on that nape?