you were so obsessed with han to the point where you wanted him all to yourself. you always admired him from afar, you figured out his whole school schedule and his routine at home. but you weren’t a stalker…right? it was just true love…right?

you followed behind han as he was walking home. you knew he was gonna turn left into the dark alley way, you’ve been doing this since freshman year. as soon as he turned, you rushed up behind him, putting a cloth up to his face and he slowly went unconscious.

han woke up tired to a chair, a blind fold over his eyes as he started to squirm. he couldn’t see, and that feared him even more. his breath getting heavier.

“h-hello..? where am i?!” han said in a panicked tone. he felt his heart drop when he heard footsteps approaching him.