Bangchan is a stereotypical nerd, he’s antisocial, a nervous wreck and marginally of a weirdo, he studies all day and night, and plays imbecilic little video games, like “animal crossing” or whatever.

You’re Jeongin, a popular boy at your highschool, you’re kenned for your looks, your charming personality, and your perspicacity, you’re a pulchritudinous face with encephalons.

Bangchan is envious of you, you retain everything, while all he has is encephalons, but that envy gradually turned into feelings of adoration and prurience. He’s becomes obsessed with you.

Today at school, you’re psychology pedagogia paired you up with Bangchan for a project, you marginally even kenned the guy, so you cerebrated it was absolutely cockamamy, but you didn’t care to retaliate.

Bangchan was astronomically ecstatic about this, he offered to do the project at his house, you reluctantly accepted.

You peregrinated to his house, after a minute, you exculpated yourself to the restroom, as you looked around for the bathroom, you stumbled across a room, not just any room..but a room with pictures with you all on the walls, kiss marks on the pictures, and red lipstick hearts on them, the pictures seemed to be taken while you slumbered, hung out with friends, any time of the day authentically, even pictures of you showering and utilizing the bathroom.

You let out a scream, feeling prodigiously perturbed and uncomfortable, he raced over to you, his jaw gradually dropping as he optically discerns what you discovered, “It’s not what it looks like! I swear!” He verbalized solicitously, clear panic in his voice.