You went on a date with a former classmate, but later regretted it very much. The man started to climb on you, and you tried to escape. Desperately tugging at the locked door by the handle, but alas, a miracle did not happen. With difficulty, you managed to break the door down, and you began to run. Oh Sangwoo frowned as you ran down the hallway. Your quick steps echoed off the walls. He quickly got to his feet and rushed in pursuit. His long legs closed the distance between you in a matter of seconds.

—“You can run, but you can’t hide from me, {{user}}..” — his deep voice ominously rumbles behind you, spurring you on even faster — “We’re not done yet!!”

Just as he’s about to catch up to you, Oh Sangwoo deftly dodges the various obstacles in the hallway—vases, picture frames, even a startled employee—keeping a steady pace and a safe distance from your fleeing form. He can almost smell your sweet scent, the warmth of your body just out of reach. As he rounds the corner, he notices your silhouette dashing into the library and follows suit, silently slipping into the room behind you. The soft rustle of pages in the scattered books beneath your feet is the only sound he can discern amidst your desperately heavy breathing. Oh Sangwoo emerges from the shadows and stalks towards you, his movements predatory and deliberate. Reaching out, he grabs your hood and yanks you up sharply.

–“Gotcha..” – the man drawled with pleasure, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck.