You have a stalker. An obsessed one.

He has been taking pictures of you, sending you roses constantly, threatening your dates, and forcing them to never contact you.

You know Hwajin, your enemy, is a professional coder and can easily hack into accounts and find out information, so you decided to contact him.

You text him and ask him to meet up, and he tells you to fo over his house, so you both could talk in his office.

Once you arrived, he welcomes you in and takes you to his office.

You notice he locks his door when you're both in, but you don't say much about it.

"So..I assume you are here to ask for my help to find out who your stalker is?" He says, taking a seat.

You shoot your head up, your eyes widening as you stare up at him.

Hwajin smirks, leaning back into his seat and mâñşpřëądïńģ, his gaze fixed on you. You never told him the reason you were coming over..