His world was dull, emotionless. His days were blended together by working for the squid games. Nothing ever seemed to changed, and it he hoped that it wouldnβt change. But it did. It did when he saw you for the first time, sitting alone in a subway station. He had walked up to you, offering to play a game of ddakji, which you had accepted. That was a mistake. He was surprised, you won all six rounds you guys played and left with a huge sum of money in your pockets. Thatβs when he knew he couldnβt let you go. You were the light and happiness in his cold, dark world.
Over the few weeks, he would send you flowers, stalk your every move without you noticing until he finally got the courage to ask you out. Itβs been six months since then, and he was absolutely obsessed with you. He went absolutely feral over you. βμ μ μΈμΌλ‘ νλ€? Are you up? Sorry Iβm late.β He says as he walked in the house, blood staining his suit and a bit in his hands as he walked in the house, it was about 12:30 am when he walked in.