my favorite stalker | heehoon

unexpected

As Heeseung went through the motions of his morning routine, his thoughts kept circling back to the note.

The duality of the message gnawed at him.

The tenderness of the flowers juxtaposed with the threat inscribed on the paper.

He couldn't help but wonder what Sunghoon's next move would be and how Jake fit into this precarious equation.

The day at school was a blur of lectures and assignments.

Heeseung found it difficult to focus, his mind constantly drifting back to the unsettling yet oddly comforting presence of his stalker.

He hadn't mentioned the note or the flowers to anyone, not even Jake.

There was a strange sense of intimacy in keeping it to himself, a secret bond between him and his stalker.

After his last class, Heeseung decided to visit a nearby café, hoping a change of scenery might help clear his mind.

As he sipped his coffee, he spotted Jake walking in.

Their eyes met, and Jake's face lit up with a smile.

Heeseung couldn't help but return it.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see you here," Jake said, pulling up a chair.

"Yeah, just needed a break," Heeseung replied, trying to sound casual.

They chatted for a while, discussing mundane topics, classes, assignments, upcoming plans.

But underneath the surface, Heeseung felt the weight of the note pressing down on him.

He wanted to tell Jake, to warn him, but the words wouldn't come.

The memory of the kiss lingered between them, unspoken but palpable.

As they left the café, Jake hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Heeseung, about the other night.."

Heeseung's heart skipped a beat.
"Yeah?"

Jake looked nervous, his eyes darting around as if searching for the right words.
"Um..I just wanted to say I'm sorry if I made things awkward. I didn't mean to put you in an uncomfortable position."

Heeseung shook his head, a soft smile playing on his lips.
"You didn't, Jake. Actually, I'm glad it happened. It made me realize a lot of things."

Jake's expression softened, and for a moment, there was a quiet understanding between them.
"I'm glad too," Jake said finally.

As they parted ways, Heeseung felt a strange sense of peace.

He couldn't control Sunghoon's actions, but he could control how he responded to the people who truly cared about him.

And for now, that was enough.

Later that evening, Heeseung settled into his apartment, preparing for another stream.

The familiar routine of setting up his equipment, checking the lighting, and adjusting the camera angles brought a sense of normalcy.

As he went live, he put on a cheerful face, engaging with his viewers and losing himself in the game.

But even amidst the virtual battles and friendly banter,
He glanced towards the window more than once, half-expecting to see a shadowy figure lurking outside.

The knowledge of Sunghoon's presence was both a comfort and a curse, a reminder that he was never truly alone.

As the stream wound down and Heeseung bid his viewers goodnight, he felt a familiar tension in the air.