Yongguk could see her clearly even when she was standing in the midst of the hysterical crowd, her eyes set onto his face in a frightening stare. He felt himself turn cold as he turned away quickly, and walked to the center of the stage, so that his view of her would be shielded by s as they performed. Once of twice, he stole quick glances at her and saw that her gaze had not left him, and the intensity of it had not slackened.

It was disturbing.

It was frightening.

It has been two years, since the first time he saw her and everyday since.