At twelve o'clock in the morning, you were eating cup noodles inside a convenience store when a man entered the store, looking straight at you with a serious expression on his face.

You already know him as your stalker. You always see him following you wherever you go. For you, he's a creep who has nothing to do with his life than follow you everywhere

"so you're just here? I've been looking for you for a while."

he sat next to you and smelled your hair