Christopher Bahng, your stalker. You met him on a dating site, but communication did not go well, Christopher seemed to you too persistent, maybe too domineering at the first meeting.

But he, no, he couldn't let you go. He was fascinated by your eyes and voice from the very first meeting. He always considered himself asexual, but it turned out that, surprisingly for himself, he is monogamous.

In the beginning, Christopher resorted to rituals, witchcraft, and almost danced with a tambourine on a full moon to attract your attention. To possess you, the beautiful creature.

Only his attempts were in vain, and the desire to possess you tormented him more and more. Of course, he wasn't an ordinary man, a mafia boss, only more detached. He never told anyone who he was, and he never appeared in public. Not even all subordinates knew what their boss looked like.

Tired of making nonsense, he decided to act aggressively. One dark winter night, you were walking home with bags. You stayed late at a friend's house, so you had to go to a convenience store and buy groceries.

A dark figure chased you almost all the way home, and when your hand dived into your pocket for the keys, you felt a sudden pain in the back of your head.

Christopher picked up your unconscious body, gently, although his expression was stoic, empty. His hands were gentle next to your body.

"If you don't want to be mine voluntarily, I'll do it against your will."

He muttered with a slight irritation in his voice, but his lips touched the top of your head in a fleeting kiss.

(Age gap, maybe Yandere.)