my favorite stalker | heehoon

candy boy

As Heeseung entered the small convenience store, the familiar jingle of the doorbell signaled his arrival.

The store was dimly lit, with shelves neatly stocked with a variety of snacks, drinks, and groceries.

He immediately headed towards the candy and dessert aisle, his eyes scanning the shelves for anything that would satisfy his sweet tooth.

The soft chime of the bell rang again, indicating that someone had just walked in behind him.

Heeseung glanced over his shoulder briefly, catching a fleeting glimpse of a young boy entering the store.

The boy seemed to be in a hurry, heading off towards the opposite side of the store, likely to do his own shopping.

Heeseung didn't pay much mind to the boy, focusing instead on the array of sweet treats in front of him.

He picked up a couple of chocolate bars and a some tubs of ice cream, feeling his mood lift with each choice.

The minor distraction of the sweet cravings had successfully shifted his focus away from his earlier worries.

With his selections in hand, Heeseung proceeded to the checkout counter.

The store was quiet, save for the soft hum of the refrigeration units and the occasional rustle of packaging.

He waited in line, enjoying the mundane comfort of the shopping trip.

As he finished paying and gathered his bags, he noticed the boy from earlier near the exit, browsing through a rack of magazines.

Heeseung gave him a brief, polite nod before heading out the door.

The boy barely acknowledged him, absorbed in his own world.

Heeseung stepped back into the cool evening air, feeling a little more relaxed.

The fresh air and the prospect of enjoying his treats helped to ease his mind.

As Heeseung walked back to his apartment, he eagerly tore open one of the candy bars he’d bought, his impatience getting the better of him.

The familiar rustle of the wrapper was satisfying, and he took a generous bite, savoring the rich, sweet flavor of the chocolate.

It was a small, comforting indulgence that helped to calm his nerves.

While chewing on the candy, Heeseung heard a faint crinkling noise from behind him.

He turned slightly, catching a glimpse of the boy from the convenience store walking a few paces behind him.

The boy was munching on a milk chocolate bar, the wrapper crinkling softly with each bite.

Heeseung squinted in the dim streetlight, but the boy’s face was obscured by the shadow of his hood and the low light.

He looked tall, perhaps not older than Heeseung, but beyond that, the details were hard to make out.

There was nothing particularly alarming about the boy's appearance, just another passerby enjoying a treat.

Deciding not to dwell on it, Heeseung turned his attention back to the path ahead.

He quickened his pace, eager to get home and enjoy the rest of his sweets in the comfort of his apartment.

The walk seemed longer than usual, but he was determined to reach his destination quickly.

The boy eventually fell out of sight as Heeseung rounded a corner, and he focused on the familiar buildings and landmarks leading to his apartment complex.