Have you ever feel that someone is following you for some reason but you don’t know who and where to spot that person?

It’s been 3 months since I felt that someone is secretly watching me and following me. In the office, in the mall, in my friend’s house, in my neighborhood, and even in my house.

It was very creepy at first and I must admit that having someone looking at your every movement is not very ideal and it’s very uncomfortable. I have a stalker—a creepy one—a sasaeng type.

But—that feeling didn’t last long. I thought my stalker would eventually get tired of me when I started showing my clumsiness or my not so best Lee Donghae moments in life—but I was wrong. Things went a little bit—entertaining. My two times clumsiness makes this unideal situation into the most thrilling game. I like those eyes on me—those eyes that watches my every movement. I wonder how long can that person last?

This will probably be a short story. Please enjoy and subscribe to my story.

PS. This is dedicated to my friends Patrisha, Camille, and Clarette. Happy DELULU people hahahahaha