[찬]
I stretched out as the car drove to the address. "Are you sure you don't want to try somewhere else?" "I have my reasons for choosing this place." "I see." I took the photo out of my wallet then sighed. I hoped doing this would help me understand things.

I also hoped to possibly learn about him. He invaded my thoughts more than I wanted him to. I've had a few stalkers here and there, but none of them were like Jisung. I didn't know what it was that made him different when he did the same things.

Yet I couldn't help but see the good in him more than the others. I put my head in my hands as the photo fluttered down onto the car floor.

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"So, you can start anywhere." "So, there's this person..." I told her everything, even what I was currently feeling. "I don't what to do. It's messing me up mentally and physically. I'm not playing as good as I used to..."

"Well, we can try a few things, but later on I'll need a definite answer from you about how you feel and what you want to do." I nodded then gave her a small smile. I believed I already had an idea of what I wanted to do.

[지]
"Hey, Geutan." "Hm?" "Have you ever wanted to violate a rule just to apologize?" "I don't see why anything has to be violated to apologize." I fingered the paper in my pocket then looked at him. "I'm feeling better these days. I guess therapy was a good decision."

"I'm surprised you could afford it." "My aunt is paying." I rested my head on the table as Geutan typed away. "I still wonder why Chris is taking a break. He seemed perfectly healthy." I hid my face as I could guess why. I didn't know exactly what, but it was most definitely because of me.

"Maybe he just wants to take time and see if pursuing a tennis career was a good choice." "That's plausible." I shook my leg then pulled out a piece of licorice. "Eh, I never understand your weird tendencies..." "I used to bite my finger until it bled. So this is a replacement."

He nodded then gasped. "What?" "He just posted on Twitter." "Who?" "Chris! Who else? It's been too long since his last post." I scooted my seat over and peered at his screen. "Aw, who drew this? It's so cute." "'I want to meet the artist jogging.' What kind of tweet is this?"

"Do you think he's lost his mind?" I stared at my drawing then reread his caption. I could understand that he wanted to meet me, but the paper felt like a ton in my pocket. "I wonder who the lucky artist is?" "Yeah." I got up from my seat then walked away.

(credit to @/halloweeninmay_)

[3rd]
Chris sat on a bench at the park he used to go through on his his morning jog. He had finished the few sessions he had and found them to be more helpful than he thought. He briefly looked at the bag by his side before looking straight ahead.

Jisung walked in from the other side wondering if this was what he meant. He still wanted to abide by the rules as he knew violating them would cost him. "He's actually here..." He turned around as his calm heart rate had picked up. His heart couldn't seem to forget.

He hid behind a tree as he watched Chris look around. "How can I get his attention..." Jisung poked his head out then locked eyes with him from afar. "No, no... don't come over..." He ducked behind the tree and brought his knees close to his chest.

"Jisung." Jisung constantly repeated to himself not to look up in fear of all the sessions going to waste. "Jisung, it's fine. Nothing will happen to you." He quickly snapped his head up at Chris's statement. "What do you mean...?" "Here." Jisung took the bag in confusion.

"I've been wanting to see you." "Me? Why? I've done nothing but harass you these past months...And I'm really sorry about it. I feel awful. Imagining myself as you, it didn't feel good. I have no right to even be near you anymore..." He felt Chris lift up his face.

"I guess it was right of me to believe there was good in you." Jisung felt his body temperature rise as the Chris had touched his face. "Aren't you breaking your rule? You said you wouldn't get involved with fans..." "Some rules can be broken, right?"

Jisung placed his hands atop of Chris's as his heart swelled. He wasn't sure whether to weep or wail. "Somehow you managed to infest my mind. You left an impact that others didn't." "How...?" "I don't know, but unlike them, I wanted to know you, even if you were stalking me..."

He shrunk back at the mention of stalking. He knew he wouldn't be able to live it down, not now nor ever. "Since we have the time, I want to know about you." Chris smiled as Jisung's eyes lit up with joy. Chris knew he was probably out of his mind, but he believed Jisung had changed.