it wasn’t the first time you received a message from a random number, yet it turns out to be your own stalker in which they go by “황”.

you thought it was odd, you thought it was nothing. but it’s true. he has seen you and noticed you in your university.

it was late in the evening, the autumn breeze passing through the cafe as you noticed a handsome man looking right at you, turning away from your gaze. exchange socials maybe?

though he already got up and approached you, speaking, “hey, i was just wondering if i could have your instagram? you’re pretty cute.”