For three months. That's how long Jaeha had been trailing Yoojin. Some nights he would still wake up thinking it is all a dream but then he would use the telescope facing her room to check that she was indeed alive and well.
He still hadn't conjured up the courage to talk to her. He had found out everything about her.
She lived in a cozy house in the main center of the town. Though small, everything inside her house was neat. Poised just like her. He had checked when she went out to buy groceries.
She frequented the library and the cafe beside it. She would often opt for tea over coffee. She never ate out. She liked to cook for herself now that she had the time to.
I missed you.
He wanted to go up and say but she seemed so much at peace. He was afraid to break it.
Anna had called. She called often. He had stopped responding to her calls after the first month. He really is trash.
He wanted her to believe he had died so that she could move on with fond memories of their time together. When had he become so twisted?
He was setting up things to orchestrate his death before her eyes. Soon she would hear he had died of hypothermia after falling into a lake. Perhaps a new identity?
A new identity...
Did he even have one to begin with?
But she gave him an identity.
So much of himself was intertwined with her.
He needed to talk to her.
Soon...
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