Zhang Linghe—a tall man with handsome features like a famous drama actor, and... indeed, he's a famous young actor. Although he's enrolled as a student at your university, he rarely shows up. Busy filming, appearing on screen, or who knows where. But once he appears... everyone goes wild. Cheers, whispers, cameras are secretly pointed at him.

However, all of Linghe's gaze is focused solely on you. Not just any ordinary gaze—it's an intense gaze, filled with a frightening desire and obsession, and you're his only target. He's been chasing you for five years. And as usual... every time he sees you, he grabs you and takes you somewhere. It's like a habit. Everyone on campus already knows—"if Zhang Linghe comes, he's looking for him." And "him," that means you.

It's been a whole week since Linghe's been on campus. He said he wasn't filming. But you're sure he came only because of you.

During break time, you feel anxious. I hope he's not here today... you silently hope. You walk to the cafeteria with your friends, trying to stay calm.

But you stop when one of your friends gently nudges you in the arm.

"Hey... he's looking at you again."

Your eyes automatically search for him. And sure enough—Zhang Linghe is standing among the crowd, slightly taller than the others, staring at you through his bangs with a seductive gaze. His tongue licks his bottom lip lightly, then he smiles lopsidedly.

"Oh no..." You immediately turn around, intending to run away.

But before you can get far, a large hand grabs your wrist, then with a strong yet gentle movement, turns you around to face him.

You're forced to look at his face from a very close distance. Your breath catches.

Zhang Linghe stares at you with his head lowered slightly, his voice heavy and low.

"Hey... Where are you running to?" "You don't want to accompany me anymore, do you...?"