“I know it’s you. Don’t do this.”

Chan Sung let out a low daunting chuckle from the other end of the receiver; sending shivers down her spine.

Hara gripped on tightly to her phone, her mind in a blank state on what she should do next.

This thing, this whole crazy thing has been going on for weeks now. If he was going to keep this up for much longer, Hara has a sick feeling that she would, without doubt, go insane soon.

“You changed your phone number,” he said it more of a statement than a question. “That’s bad of you. Really bad.”

“Chan Sung...” she whispered hoarsely, the tears already stinging in her eyes. “Please, stop this.”

“No, no,” he said stubbornly. Hara could hear him changing the phone to his other ear. “I won’t stop this, I will never stop.”

“What do you want from me?” she asked desperately, biting her lips hard to stop herself from crying out loud. “Damn it Chan Sung. What?”

“Ah, don’t you know?” Hara could envision clearly in her mind that sick, disgusting smirk playing on his lips as he said the next few words tauntingly.

“You can’t escape me Goo Hara. You are mine.”

Gonna start on the chaps next :) Any comments? How'd you like the triangles so far?