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Chp35: who is it?

His enthusiasm was infectious, and I couldn’t help but smile back, even though the weight of the USB and its implications still loomed in the back of my mind. I released a breath I didn't realize I was holding, allowing myself a brief moment of distraction from my swirling thoughts. I could see the light in his eyes, and I wondered what news could possibly bring him such joy.

I gently wrapped my arms around him, hugging him back tightly. The warmth of his embrace felt comforting, a reminder that even amidst the chaos in my mind, there were still moments of joy and connection. I breathed in his familiar scent, letting it ground me for a moment.

“What’s got you so excited?”

I asked, pulling back slightly to look into his eyes. There was an undeniable spark of happiness there, and I couldn’t help but feel curious about what had caused it.

I looked at him, and the words he said next shook me to my core. My heart raced, a whirlwind of happiness, nervousness, and fear coursing through me all at once. It was as if a kaleidoscope of emotions had exploded inside me, leaving me both exhilarated and anxious.

In that moment, I realized, Oh, so this is how it feels when you experience all these emotions at once. It was overwhelming, yet somehow exhilarating. I was caught in a delicate balance, unsure of how to respond. My mind wrestled with the implications of his revelation, and I could feel my heartbeat echoing in my ears, drowning out everything else. All I could do was focus on him, hoping to decipher the mix of joy and uncertainty swirling within me.

“I managed to find the IP address of this USB and discover who was delivering you the blueberry muffins and those flowers,”

he said, his voice steady but tinged with excitement.

My heart skipped a beat as I processed his words. The implications were staggering. How could he have pulled this off? The very pieces of the puzzle I had been wrestling with suddenly felt like they were coming together, yet I couldn’t shake the anxiety creeping into my mind. Who had been behind those gestures, and what did it all mean?

“Wait, what? How did you even manage to do that?”

I asked, trying to keep my voice steady while my thoughts raced ahead, grappling with the possibilities.

Wooyoung’s grin widened, a gleam of satisfaction lighting up his eyes.

“Let’s just say I have my ways. But you need to prepare yourself for what I found out.”

The gravity of his statement hung in the air, amplifying the mixture of anticipation and dread swirling within me.

I felt a surge of fear and excitement all at once, and I couldn't contain myself any longer. I bombarded him with questions, my words spilling out in a rush.

“Who is it? Who is this person who has made my mind and life so occupied with all these disturbing things? Do I know her? Why is she after me?”

My heart pounded in my chest, the urgency in my voice reflecting the chaotic swirl of emotions inside me. Each question felt like a desperate attempt to grasp the truth, to make sense of the confusion that had enveloped my life.

Wooyoung held up his hands, trying to calm me down.

“One at a time! I’ll explain everything,”

he said, though I could see the concern in his eyes. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, but I couldn’t shake the unease gnawing at my stomach. The answers he had could change everything, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for the revelation.