TO THE ONE WHO STALKS ME

“TELL ME IM NOT LOSING MY MIND”

Act 2, Scene 16

Setting: Taeyang’s bedroom. The time nears 3 a.m. A storm still lingers outside, but it’s softer now — a misty, whispering kind of rain. The world is quiet, too quiet.

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(Taeyang lies back in bed, eyes open, fixed on the ceiling. The glow from the streetlight slips through the edges of his curtains, casting faint lines over his face. His lips are slightly parted — like he wants to speak, to scream, or to call someone… but doesn’t.)

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TAEYANG (V.O.)

Why him?

Of all people…

Why is it Lee Yeon who keeps showing up?

Why is it him I see when I close my eyes?

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(He rolls to his side. His phone buzzes on the nightstand — a notification from Minjae. Just a meme. Taeyang stares at it. His fingers hover but don’t open it.)

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TAEYANG (V.O.)

Minjae is kind…

Normal.

Then why did that kiss — the one I didn’t ask for — feel more real than anything I’ve ever had?

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(A flashback ripples through his mind — Lee Yeon’s voice, breathless against his neck, hands firm against his skin, that raw, angry kiss laced with obsession and desperation.)

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TAEYANG (whispering)

What the hell is wrong with me?

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(He throws off the sheets, gets out of bed, and walks barefoot to the bathroom. He splashes cold water on his face. Looks in the mirror.)

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TAEYANG (V.O.)

I should be angry.

I am angry.

He stalked me.

He kissed me without asking.

He pinned me down like I was his—

(A pause. His breath hitches.)

And I let him.

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(He grips the sink harder. His reflection looks back at him — not as the calm, logical student council leader he once was… but as someone unraveling.)

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(Taeyang walks back into his room and grabs his laptop. He opens a private window. Hesitates. Then types slowly:

“Why do I want someone who hurt me?”

No results satisfy him. He tries again.)

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TAEYANG (V.O.)

What’s wrong with me…

Why does it feel like I’m being chased and… I like it?

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*(He hesitates, then types another phrase:

“Obsession in relationships”

Another:

“Signs of a toxic attachment”

Then, finally:

“What is b**m?”*

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(As the results load, Taeyang stares at the screen. His fingers scroll. His eyes widen slightly. Control. Pain. Pleasure. Obedience. Trust. Psychological tension. Raw intimacy.)

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TAEYANG (V.O.)

This is…

No. This isn’t me.

(But he keeps reading. Some descriptions make him pause. Others make his face heat up. A word sticks in his mind:)

“Submissive.”

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(He slams the laptop shut suddenly, breathing uneven. Runs both hands through his hair and lets out a low, frustrated groan.)

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TAEYANG (softly)

What the hell has he done to me?

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*(The camera pans slowly to the window again. This time, the rooftop across the street is empty — but the air still feels watched.

And inside the shadows of his heart, something dangerous and thrilling wakes up.)