Seventeen Imagines III

#92" Don't Make Me Hate Myself Even More" (part 3)

"Nuna! Your blue panty with butterfly patterns is missing. I'm really sure that aunt hang it on the clothes track this morning," Dino informed.

Obsessive personalities are cool to read in fictional stories. But in realities, there are the worst people suited for horror romances. That... Includes myself.

Because I was once obsessed with my ex-boyfriend, Hoshi.

When I decided to end our relationship, I really thought I succeeded in overcoming the climax of our toxic histories. Yet my almost peaceful life turned upside down when Dino appeared.

"Are you the one who took it out?" Dino continued while we're walking home together in the middle of peaceful street.

Most observers threw quick glance on us and few pretended they didn't hear a thing. Red flushed on my cheeks as I opened my silent lips.

"Your blue panty, did you get it personally?" He asked and I was too late to cover his mouth.

"What the hell are you asking me in public?!" I shouted in a way I barely spoke.

Before our conversation gets weirder, I pulled him quickly until we reached a part of my neighborhood that has few passerby. That's when his report entered my psyche.

'My panty is missing?'

When I checked my drawer this morning, I didn't notice that one of my things are missing. But Dino, a person who's staying with me in the same roof but isn't allowed to come in my room, took note of it as if it was his.

'So stealing my pen, counting my moles and using my used towel aren't enough?! He too memorized my undergarments?!'

"Why would you worry about my undergarment!? You son of a....!"

I couldn't continue my curse because his kind mom's face resurfaced in my head. How dare I insult his gentle mother just because her son is an obsessive psycho?

"Nuna is sexy when she curse," Dino teased, soaring the tails of his lips

When we were kids, he used to be a small cute boy around the blocks. But now, the was he stands before me is like a giant hungry beast.

He bent his knees a little to match my height then whispered, "If you really love to curse, then repeat after me."

"...?"

"Nuna, says: f***k me, Dino."

My blood that was calmly flowing on my veins have ran upward into my throbbing head. I wish I could hit him with this grocery bags in my hand but of course I did not. Instead, I kicked his knee.

"Oopps," he uttered after he successfully avoided my attack. Walking backward, Dino winked at me while licking the corner of his lips. Then he flee and ran first towards aunt's house where we're both staying at.

This guy is indeed crazy and dangerous, but so far, he didn't do anything to me. Except of those surprising skin ship or annoying stalking both in my things and in my schedule.

I hate Dino, as he reminded of my past self; the old me who's afraid to take the same path of my crazy mother. However, he's better than the creepy person behind the mysterious text messages I received weeks ago.

"Hey! Wait for me!" I shouted, trembling to be left alone so I followed his tail.

It's been three weeks since I received three messages from an unknown number.

The first text goes like this:

[I guess, I'm the obsess one because I still think about you, (Y/n)]