Loving Dreaming •A Killing Stalking Fanfiction•

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Sangwoo asked me to go to the summer festival with him. I won't forget how he stopped in his tracks in the doorway and turned around to face me with a euphoric smile my heart nearly stopped beating. The way his eyes glistened and looked away from mine made my heart jump, he came off as shy but the idea of Sangwoo being bashful towards me was absurd.

My hands go up into the air and I jump around my living room and fall onto my couch. I grab an old scratchy pillow and squeeze it against my face, it tickles my skin but I didn't care. I couldn't care less about anything. Sangwoo asked me to the Summer Festival!

I responded so swiftly to his question that I didn't evaluate the consequences. Maybe since the festival takes place once school is over Yoon Jae won't find out and tell Sangwoo my secret. What will I do if he finds out that Sangwoo came to my house? I took this risk but I am not willing to pay the price of humiliation if everyone finds out that my uncle ra-

I pause abruptly and swallow the disgust in my throat but it immediately comes back up and I am leaning over the toilet bowl in seconds, puking up everything I ate today. I clench my fist and dig my fingers into my palms.

As I lay down on the cold linoleum floor of my dusty bathroom I try recall the last time I was physically sick from anxiety. It used to happen a lot in freshman year. I would be sitting quietly in class and I would have been bullied and hurt at least five times before the lunch period and I couldn't handle that stress but my mind wandered to the darkest depths and there it found the disturbing vivid memories of him and what he used to do. The sequence of events that could happen in one morning is more than enough to trigger an episode.

I haven't had an episode like that since me and Sangwoo started talking to each other...

I stare at the hand that touched Sangwoo's cheek and soft bleached hair. If anything goes down tomorrow or the day after that I'll have this final memory forever burned in my palm.

I won't forget our precious time together, Sangwoo...

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The rest of the night went by with a stomach ache and the morning went by in a blur. I had a lot on my mind whilst eating breakfast that I couldn't finish. The walk to school was rather cold for a summer morning. The trees and grass were moist and covered with drops of water from the misty night air. The scenery of this morning walk to school was able to get my mind of most things. I focused deeply on the sunrise but yet, it wouldn't be enough to get me through this terrifying day.

I finally make it to school and the beautiful aura is drained. The atmosphere around me sunk deep. I came early to avoid the person I do not wish to see. Yoon Jae is out to get me for unknown reasons and he has the perfect case to bring me down.

The halls were empty. I could only hear the distant chatter of the teachers and staff in their meeting room. Something about this bare hallway made me feel safe although I was alone. Isolation was both my safe haven and hell for me; it's hell because Sangwoo isn't here with me.

"Bum~." A deep voice echoes from behind me, my face lights up and my mood was brought up blissfully. As I turn around my face goes pale and I could feel a striking shiver ignite through my body forcefully as we locked eyes with the person out to get me.

"I did what you said. Can you-" I pause and clench my fists, suppressing my fears to my palms, " Can you leave me alone now?"

"Aw, you are kinda cute~." Yoon Jae steps towards me with a wide grin. I sigh in relief and his expression changes. "I hate to say this but you disobeyed me."

"What, n-no."

"Posted it online last night. Everyone is going to know your secret now. Won't be long until Sangwoo hears." Yoon Jae shrugs sarcastically.