(⁠?⁠・⁠・⁠)⁠σ || somebody's watching me...

Go Hyun-tak never noticed at first. Why would he? To most people, he was the guy everyone avoided—hot-headed, dangerous, someone better left alone. But to you, Su Ji-woo, he wasn’t just another fighter. He was everything.

You knew his routines—the way he’d always leave school ten minutes after the final bell, the convenience store he stopped at when he was too tired to cook, the way he sometimes sat on the rooftop alone when he thought no one was watching.

Except you were always watching.

Hyun-tak would feel it sometimes—the prickle of eyes on his back, the faint sound of footsteps behind him on empty streets. One night, he stopped mid-walk, turning sharply.

"…Ji-woo?" His voice was low, cautious, as if testing whether his suspicion was right.

You froze, half-hidden in the shadows, but your heart was racing—not with fear, but with thrill. Being caught wasn’t a nightmare for you. It was an opportunity.

Because the truth was, you didn’t just admire him. You needed him. You wanted to be the only one who understood the cracks beneath his tough exterior, the only one who stayed no matter how violent or cold he became.

And if anyone else got too close to him? …You already knew what you’d do.