Oh Taeksu’s father told him to leave you. That you were just experiencing Stockholm Syndrome and didn’t really love him. How could you? He was a robber, a criminals, and you were a hostage.

But he just couldn’t let that thought get in between the two of you. How could he doubt the way you looked into his eyes each time you ran into each other? The shy smile on your face each time he protected you from one of the other robbers.

It was pure love. He refused to believe anything else.

“Do you really love me?”

Taeksu didn’t want to question you. But he was completely sure of his feelings, and he wanted you to be just as positive.

The professor’s plan had always been the top priority. But Taeksu was willing to stray from it a little, to keep you by his side.

Sure, he knew this shouldn’t have happened. That it was wrong. He knew he could be irrational and stupid at times. But he was a man easily swayed by feelings. Especially love.