"Are you stalking me?" I narrow my eyes at the guy whom I just took a picture of. He just looked really cool while standing in front of the building and I just had to take a picture of him. "Excuse me? I'm not stalking you," Is he for real? I mean, someone like me wouldn't stalk a guy like him. I wouldn't even want to stalk him if I have a chance. That's just never gonna happen. "Shut it with the denying, cutie pie. Anyway I gotta go. See you around, stalker," He winked before turning his back on me. I scoffed, I can't believe he literally just called me a 'cutie pie' and just leaving me like that? Damn. "You-you don't call me a stalker! I'm no stalker of yours so stop calling me that!" I yell. He turns around, facing me once again with a grin plastered on his face. "Make me, stalker Jung," ━━━━━━━━━━━ © suicidesyrup | 2019