》i can taste her lipstick 《 (extended one shot) (completed)

They say you see a bright light before death... but I saw an angel. She saved me. It felt so warm when I was around her. It was almost... hypnotizing. I must... have her. I must... protect her. She will be mine... and only mine. ❤ To have your own secret admirer is romantic but to have your personal stalker is creepy. What is the thin line that seperates the two?