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The next couple of days she was quieter.

Whenever she saw me, our eyes held a gaze for seconds before she'd look away.

For some reason I was still intrigued.

Even more than I was before.

Just who was Choi Youngjae?

And why'd he effect you so much.

As she walked out of the school,

I stopped her.

"Chaeyoung?" I asked.

She turned and smiled lightly.

"Yes, my stalker?"

Her nickname for me made me feel guilty.

"I-I'm not a stalker. I w-was just being curious," I explained.

She just laughed. "Okay stalker." she smiled. "What did you want to say?"

I sighed and scratched the back of my neck nervously.

"Haha, yeah, um.. can I.. follow you?"