BADA LEE as Your Deranged Stalker

F I N A L E (1)

I have all the tools needed in my pocket to open Jisoo's apartment door. I don't care whether she is inside or not; my need to confirm my suspicions overrides any other consideration.

When I reach the door, I swiftly set about tackling the lock. It takes me longer than I expect, hinting that her lock is far from easy to crack. Just as I'm about to retrieve an additional tool from my pocket, a sudden arrival catches my attention.

In a hurry, I stand up and pretend to be entering the password to Jisoo's door.

It's impossible not to notice that the person who just arrived is visibly agitated upon seeing me. She appears frightened and hastens her way into her apartment.

So, there really is something off about Kathreen's friend, Jisoo.

My focus shifts back to the door, and a sudden idea strikes me.

What if... her password is My Kathreen's birthday?

Without hesitation, I try it, keying in six numbers corresponding to Kathreen's birthdate. I'm taken aback by the clicking sound, confirming that my hunch was spot on. I swing the door open and step inside without delay.

Jisoo's bedroom lies shrouded in darkness and silence, as if void of life. I can't help but wonder if she has been affected after what has transpired between her and Kathreen the other night. I wonder kung ano ang magiging sunod na plano niya?

The room was notably pristine. Regardless of where I looked, I couldn't find any telltale signs of an obs3ss(!)on with my Kathreen. But something about her bed drew my attention.

What if?

With all my might, I lift the mattress off her bed, and a triumphant smirk crosses my face as I'm met with a plethora of evidence proving Jisoo's obs3ss(!)on with Kathreen! Sinasabi ko na nga ba!

I prop the mattress onto my shoulder to better examine the photographs of Kathreen.

I think some of these pictures were taken years ago dahil maiksi pa ang buhok niya dito, naka-uniform pa siya ng pang-high school. There are also a few pictures of them na masayang magkasama, pero mas nagulat ako nang makita na meron pang mga  n||d3  pictures si Kathreen na nasama, and some were very exclusive photos na hindi ko nakita sa phone ni Samuel sa cafe.

My fist clenches tightly as I remember Samuel's words at the cafe. This discovery only validates my suspicions!

Oh, Kathreen, why would you befriend someone like this?

My gaze flits to the door; it emits a noise.

Someone is approaching!

I have been patiently waiting for this moment!

I retrieve a handkerchief from my pocket, laced with a s3d4tive. Jisoo might have been cunning in her approach to Kathreen, but she is still dumb!

As Jisoo enters the room and closes the door behind her, I lunge, pressing the handkerchief over her nose. I am no stranger to this kind of situation, so madali na lang para sa'kin 'to.

I use my foot to block hers, causing us both to tumble to the floor, where I can secure my hold on her. In a matter of seconds, Jisoo succumbs to unconsciousness.