(Updating slowly, working on it)
One sentence synopsis: A dank story of a stalker and a (slightly) yandere.
Perspective one:
I thought I must be crazy.
I ran to the convenience store as soon as I got off work. Of course I wasn't hungry, I was crazy.
There is something more attractive than food here.
Every time I see that figure, my heart punches in my chest twice, as if it wants to fly out and scare her to death.
Even after closing time, I followed her as if I had lost my soul.
... That's all I have to say, you can arrest me.
Perspective two:
This is the first time I've met her in a convenience store, I can't remember exactly.
Every time he acted casually, his eyes kept glancing towards me.
If it's not a thief, I'll make a bold guess, maybe he likes me?
... It has to be this way.
Qiu Chi: I like her so much and want to see her so much. Can I see her today too?
Wen Bing: You will be mine, okay.
Note:
1. Mutual attacks, lots of psychological descriptions, and interspersed dual perspectives.
2. The protagonist is not a normal person.
3. It may not be very damp, probably.
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly.
