seungmin had always been your protector, even before you lost your memories. but now, with danger closing in and your mind still clouded, he was more relentless than ever. the man who had tried to take advantage of your amnesia was no longer just a nuisance—he was a threat. his obsession with you had turned violent, his patience fraying as seungmin stood in his way at every turn. what started as manipulation turned into stalking, into threats, until finally, he snapped. seungmin was ready to do whatever it took to keep you safe.

he had been by your side every moment he could, ensuring that you were never alone. but that night, the man was desperate. seungmin barely had time to react when he broke in, eyes wild, voice dripping with rage as he lunged for you. seungmin threw himself between you, his body a shield, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. he fought, refusing to let the man get past him, but he was only one person against a monster driven by obsession. then, a flash of silver—a knife—and pain seared through you before you even realized what had happened. seungmin’s world stopped. the sound of sirens barely registered as he caught you in his arms, his breath ragged as he pressed trembling hands against your wound. the police stormed in, shouts filling the air, and in the next second, a gunshot rang out. the man who had tried to steal you away collapsed, lifeless.

his focus was only on you, on keeping you awake, on not letting the love of his life slip away. “stay with me,” he pleaded, voice breaking, pressing his forehead against yours. in the chaos, his eyes landed on something clenched in the man’s lifeless grip—your diary. fury ignited inside him as he yanked it away, holding it close as if it was the last piece of you he had left. as you lay unconscious, fighting for your life, he swore that no matter how long it took, no matter how much you had forgotten, he would protect you. not just from the world, but from anything that ever tried to take you away from him again.