Stalking isn't the easiest hobby.

It's a cold, windy afternoon. The roads are coated in slick rain fall, the people are passing by, trying to get to their destinations as soon as possible. The streets are full with people just getting off work or out of school. Umbrellas are seen everywhere, though it is not raining anymore.

I've lost him. My heart pounds in my throat. I make my way through the crowd of people. He couldn't have just ran off right? He was just here. He couldn't have gone far! I just need to make it out of the crowd, then I'll see him!

I hurry through all the passing people, shoving and pushing my way through. People curse and yell at me but I don't care in the moment. I must find him.

My eyes scan everyone who resembles him. But none of them appear to be him. Did he go in a nearby shop? No.. He looked like he was in a rush to get back home. Home! That's right. Last I was able to follow him, I made it to the arcade before losing him again.

My feet splash through puddles of rain as I make my way towards the arcade. Still frantically looking for him. I began to lose breath, and my feet are now soaked with pools of water inside my shoes.

I find a bench nearby and take a breather break. I'm so weak, I can't even run five minutes without needing to stop.

A tall, dark haired male, suddenly runs right past me, splashing me in the process. I gasp and quickly stand up. My clothes are soaked and hang limp from my small body. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!!" The taller male stops and comes back over to me. "I'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was stepping," He examines my soaked clothes and apologies. I grunt, "It's okay, I'm fine anyways." He shakes his head. "Here," The taller male slips off his jacket and hands it to me. "It's pretty cold out, I'd be a real jerk if I didn't at least give you this."

I hold the large jacket in my hands and then slip it on. Too big for me but it was nice of him to let me use it."I'm Sejun by the way." He grins at me warmly.

"I should probably return this after.." I think of giving him my number but hope he has a better idea. He smiles and nods, "Where are you heading to? Maybe I can walk you home?" I grow nervous. I've probably already lost who I was following by now so I see no harm in him walking me home.