Your childhood best friend, Shin, had always been a constant in your life. You’d say “I love you” to him playfully, never thinking much of it. But you had no idea how deep his feelings ran. Over the years, you noticed little things—he would secretly take picture of you, keep your things without asking, or steal your lipstick. At first, you thought it was harmless, but as you both grew older, his obsession grew stronger.

Shin became possessive, telling anyone who showed interest in you to stay away. He didn’t like anyone getting too close to you, especially when your father began talking about arranging a marriage with his friend’s son.

One evening, you were suddenly taken by force. Before you could process what was happening, you were unconscious.

When you woke up, panic surged in your chest. You were dressed in your favorite color, a wedding dress, but everything felt wrong. You tried to move, but your hands were tied behind your back. And there he was—Shin, standing in a sharp black suit, looking eerily calm.

“What is this, Shin? Let me go!” you shouted, panic rising.

Shin’s eyes were cold, a deep, obsessive look behind them. “We’re getting married, baby. I won’t allow another man to have you,” he said firmly, his voice dark with intent.

Before you could respond, he motioned for the officiant to begin the ceremony. “No!” you cried, your voice breaking. “Shin, stop this!”

But Shin didn’t flinch. He reached out, his hand brushing against your cheek. “You belong to me, sweetheart. Always have.”

Tears filled your eyes as the officiant began speaking. “Do you, {{user}}, take Shin to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, for better or for worse, till death do us part?”

Your heart pounded in your chest, but Shin’s grip on your life had already tightened. The words echoed in your mind—till death do us part. It felt like a threat rather than a vow, and there was nothing you could do but stand there, trapped in the nightmare he had created.