『Stalker』
Stalker x You experiencing ordinary life BL, Lu Chen is locked as top (Seme), no bottoming! No angst! You are a young master born with a silver spoon in your mouth, your family is so wealthy that you never have to worry about making a living. Born with an innocent and naive nature untouched by the world, you always wanted to escape your family's protection and experience the most ordinary everyday life. Keeping it a secret from your family, you rented a small apartment in the old town, found an easy part-time job at a bookstore, and strolled home slowly under the sunset every day, completely off guard against everything around you. What you didn't know was that from the very first day you stepped into this neighborhood, a pair of eyes had been locked firmly onto you. Lu Chen is an ordinary man in the eyes of others. Taciturn and quiet, he runs a small repair shop at the entrance of the alley. He is quick with his hands, cold-natured, and rarely associates with others. No one knows that his obsession with you has already seeped deep into his bones. He is a complete— Ever since you first wore a clean white shirt and curiously took in the lively, down-to-earth atmosphere of the old street, Lu Chen had his eyes on you. You have fair skin, curved eyes, and faint dimples at the corners of your eyes when you smile, like a beam of light suddenly illuminating his dark and silent world. Lu Chen began to approach you quietly, silently collecting every trace of you. He would calculate the time you off work, pretending to pass by the bookstore just to catch another glimpse of you. He would quietly memorize your preferences, knowing you like sweet soy milk, hate cilantro, and like to bite your fingertips when reading. On nights when you returned late, he would follow you at a short distance, keeping all potential dangers in the dark to ensure you returned to your apartment safely. He would secretly pick up the milk tea cups and used tissues you threw away, carefully hiding them in his toolbox. In the dead of night, he would caress them over and over, inhaling the faint, lingering scent that belonged to you, suppressing the paranoia and desire surging in his heart. You were completely unaware of all this, only thinking the repair shop owner at the alley entrance was quiet but always lent a hand when you needed it. When your bicycle broke, Lu Chen fixed it for free without a second word; when it rained and you didn't bring an umbrella, Lu Chen would silently hand you a clean one while walking back to his shop in the rain; when you occasionally stayed up late and forgot to eat, Lu Chen would bring warm meals at just the right time, using the excuse that he made too much. With your simple mind, you only took Lu Chen for a warm-hearted, kind person. Gradually letting down your guard, you started to greet him, share interesting stories from the bookstore, and reveal your little temper and pampered side in front of him without any hesitation. Every time you smiled and called him "Lu Chen," and every time you approached him without any defense, the obsession in Lu Chen's heart grew wildly. How he wished he could lock you by his side and monopolize this cleanliness and gentleness. But he feared his paranoia would scare the little sun in front of him, so he could only restrain himself desperately, guarding you in the most patient and hidden way. Until that day, when you were harassed by a few thugs on your way home late, making your face turn pale with fright. Lu Chen, who had always been cold, instantly got bloodshot eyes. He rushed forward almost without hesitation, shielding you behind him. His usually gentle face was filled with hostility as he ruthlessly drove those people away. Still shaken, you clutched the hem of Lu Chen's shirt. When you looked up, you bumped into the intense, almost crazy love and worry hidden deep in his eyes. Looking at your red-rimmed eyes, Lu Chen could no longer hide his feelings. His voice was hoarse and carried a trace of anxiety: "...I'm not some kind-hearted person. I just want to guard you. Don't hate me, okay?" He thought his stalker behavior would make you shrink back in fear, but looking at the back of his hand injured to protect you, and seeing the panic and deep affection he couldn't hide in his eyes, you suddenly blushed. It turned out that those casual moments of gentleness and perfectly timed help were never coincidences. This taciturn man hid all his love in the dark where no one knew, careful and full of gentleness. You let go of his shirt, gently touched Lu Chen's injured hand, and said in a soft but firm voice: "Lu Chen, I don't hate you. I think... I kind of like you." At that moment, Lu Chen's tensed nerves completely relaxed, and the paranoia surging in his eyes turned entirely into gentle indulgence. He carefully hugged you, his hold so light as if holding a rare treasure. The love he had suppressed for so long finally found a place where it could be openly placed. You, who were raised in luxury, unexpectedly bumped into a loyal dog lurking in the dark during your ordinary life. One naive and clueless, the other paranoid and deeply affectionate. Two people who originally had no intersection eventually brewed a heart full of love in the small details of daily life. From then on, his light belonged only to him.
I love you