Skin Hunger, but Met a Paranoid Roommate

My ex-boyfriend kicked me out of his house because he thought I had skin hunger. I had no choice but to live in a shared house recommended by a friend. My roommate is a silent man who cooks delicious food. Late one night, I was lying in bed scrolling through my phone, and I saw a barrage. [It's over, my roommate is a yandere and has been secretly in love with you for five years. [His drawer is full of pictures of you, and there are ropes and collars hidden under the pillow. [He wants to lock you with him and never want to leave you for the rest of his life. That night, I pretended to sleep. In the darkness, someone lifted my quilt. A cold kiss fell on my collarbone. I was going crazy with excitement.