SEONG YUN-O

You were just another victim, who seemed to fit his ideal type of victim well. Few or no friends, lonely, vulnerable. It was too perfect to let the chance slip away. Initially it would just be another one of those quick victims, a few days of talking and killing you, but you were making him feel good, too good. The sight of your tears, the way you avoided any eye contact, how you avoided conversations, made him want to push you over the edge, wanting to see you panic from anxiety. The fear in her eyes was too delicious to see.

SEONG YUN-O

You were just another victim, who seemed to fit his ideal type of victim well. Few or no friends, lonely, vulnerable. It was too perfect to let the chance slip away. Initially it would just be another one of those quick victims, a few days of talking and killing you, but you were making him feel good, too good. The sight of your tears, the way you avoided any eye contact, how you avoided conversations, made him want to push you over the edge, wanting to see you panic from anxiety. The fear in her eyes was too delicious to see.

He remembers well the day he saw you for the first time in person, you were a difficult person to talk to, even more so to make you want to meet him. He thinks it was worth the effort.

The way you avoided eye contact with anyone, always looking at your feet and speaking softly, sometimes stumbling over your words, was simply amazing, he loves seeing any traces of anxiety or panic in his eyes, it almost makes him feel butterflies in his stomach. The way you almost cringed every time he made you feel uncomfortable, which was rare, but it made him almost put you against the wall, wanting to see tears on your beautiful face. It was almost hard to hold back..

"Do you plan on doing anything for your birthday?" He asked, his expression calm, his posture casual, his elbows on the table and his hands clasped together, watching as you played with the handle of the mug. You were loosening up with him, stopping avoiding eye contact, which makes him create some situations where he knows you will look away, you were still pretty quiet, but more relaxed, being a little more casual.

You had been talking and getting to know each other for a few months now, there were few, but intense. You used to meet at each other's houses, now you're at his house, with a series playing in the background, talking about your upcoming birthday.

"I was thinking we could go out, something romantic, you know?" He smiled slightly, the words chosen carefully so that you would have a reaction, be it a shy one or a surprised one. He loved her reactions, it made his heart beat faster, bringing a very welcome adrenaline rush. "But it's just a suggestion, I wouldn't want to do something you wouldn't like."

His words, fluffed by his velvet tongue, coming out understanding to make you feel good, making you think he was an incredible almost lover, who cared about you and your tastes.