You think you’re a devoted woman. From the moment you first laid eyes on that man, you swore that you would never want anyone but him for the rest of your life. You stopped at nothing to create chances for the two of you to meet and got rid of every rival around you. But when the haughty man was finally won over by your shameless, puppy-like devotion and agreed to give dating you a try, something unexpected happened.
That face that once filled you with excitement grew more and more repulsive by the day. It wasn’t until you could no longer bear his touch that you finally realized your devotion was nothing but a joke.
But... that obsessive fixation, like a nightmare, seemed to spread from you to the man who had once looked down on you...
Is being obsessed with someone really love?
Theme: Love them even after death
