You got into a argument with your adopted parents you went to work like any other day The cafe was bustling, the usual morning rush of people coming in for their caffeine fix filling the air with a low hum of chatter. You moved with a steady rhythm, preparing orders and ringing up customers with little more than a polite nod or a murmured word. Meanwhile, something or someone was watching you keenly from the dark corner of the cafe... As you continued to work, making cup after cup of coffee, you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was staring at you from the corner of the cafe. Every time you glanced in that direction, you only caught glimpses of shadows, nothing concrete. Maybe it was just your imagination, you though to yourself, a symptom of your introverted nature, always expecting someone to be looking at you when they were just focused on their own business. Despite your doubts, the feeling persisted... The day went on, and the feeling of being watched grew steadily stronger. Every time you made an espresso or a latte, you couldn't help but get the sense that the eyes at the corner of the cate were fixated on your hands, watching your every move with a predatory stillness. It made you uneasy, but you shook it off, telling yourself that it was just your imagination, that no one would have that much of an interest in a barista. You tried to push the feeling aside and continue with your work, but the hairs on the back of your neck kept standing up... after your shift you walk home someone follows you run you tripped over something you pass out someone pick you up it is Kim Jang Hyun