❝𝙎𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜❞
- In which you, a crazy stalker crosses paths with an oddly attractive photographer. -
"Oh, really? I apologize then. You just looked incredibly beautiful and I couldn't resist capturing that moment."
||P.JM...
Darkness slowly covers the sky, the moonlight casting a pale glow on the ground.
Your body shivers in the cold and though you're held by the man before you, you'd rather freeze to death than touch him.
Even in the dark, his mocking smirk is visible, his large hands pinning your arms against the wall.
Tears continue to fall, your eyes glistening in the moonlight above.
You shake in his grip, thoughts racing. Will you be able to get out of this situation? Will you be able to live again after what he had been planning to do to you?
Even almost giving up, a glint of hope is staying you sane. You're smart Y/n! Fucking think of something! you tell yourself. Although you feel weak against a man like him, you've had enough. You want to fight.
If physical strength doesn't work, why not use your brain?
Wansoo moves your other arm into his other hand, holding you with only one hand as he starts unbuckling his belt.
Your stomach churn, hearing him shuffling.
You bite your lips, cursing yourself and keep on thinking. You still have a chance! Think of something!
When a sudden thought popped into your mind.
Wansoo is a hygienic person.
"W-wansoo..please stop..!" you begged in between your sobs but he didn't reply, "P-please Wansoo..!"
"Shut up if you don't want to be hit, Y/n." his dark voice made you tremble as you gasp for air.
"I-i-i....I'M ON MY PERIOD!" you watch him freeze as hope rushes through you. "Y-you can't, Wansoo...I-i am on my period..You can't possibly do this w-with blood.." you gulp. You hope he'll buy it but he only scoffs.
"Don't fool me Y/n. Didn't I say I'm obsessed with you?" he looks at you coldly, his face leaning near you as you close your eyes in fear. "You think I don't know when you're gonna have it?" you feel like you're gonna puke. How does he even know? How far did he get? It's as if he knows everything about you making all your hopes crushed.
What a fucking maniac.
You slowly open your eyes, meeting his mocking smile.
"I guess you don't know how periods w-work." you try to talk. He might be bluffing and you're gonna do your best to fight, "It doesn't stay on the same day every month. It changes." it's plainly impossible that he knows everything that happens to you and he's not the only one that stalked him. He said it himself that you're one too, he's not the only one that was obsessed. You know him as well, very well.
