Chapter 62 - The Perverted Stalker (Part 2)

Our dorms were on the third floor. That meant that our window was on the third level, meaning that there was a guy who had climbed up three whole stories to watch us through our window. Was he a ghost? No, he was not. I never mentioned this before, but I can sense the presence of ghosts. One of my friends had that special sense and helped train me to learn it. So I knew he was a human being and had most likely scaled the wall. It’s not an impossible height.

Soon, the members began to scream.

Kyaaah!

The guy smiled at our reaction. So I did as well.

“You’re so dead.”

I took Ji-hyun’s phone and threw it at the window. It smashed right through the glass.

Crash!

That caught the guy off guard and he immediately disappeared. I quickly ran towards the window.

“Sian, we’re on the third floor!” Yoo-young shouted.

Too late. I was already jumping out the window.

Thump.

A perfect landing. I had even done a perfect flip on the way down, making the jump a clear 10 out of 10. If a professional freerunner had seen that, he would have begged me to come teach it to him.

I looked up and saw the guy climbing down the outer pipeline. By now, he was down to the second floor. Soon, he was on the first floor and turned around. That’s when he saw me.

“Ah!” he shouted in surprise.

I wanted to slap him in the face but I restrained myself, because I knew there was a security camera nearby. Not to mention that car parked down the street with its black box camera. There was nothing I wanted to do than to pummel this guy near an inch to death, but I knew that that could backfire on me. So I just said one thing.

“Run.”

“W-what…?” he stammered.

“I said, run,” I repeated.

“Yes, ma’am!”

And without another word, he turned and ran down the street. I quickly glanced around to judge the location of the security camera and the car’s black box device.

“I think that’s far enough.”

I found the perfect blind spot and the moment he reached that point, I ran.

I leaped on one car and jumped. Then I leaped on another car and jumped. After leaping off of the last car, I sent a flying knee kick to the pervert’s head.

Thwack.

“Argh!”

The guy went down and rolled on the street. I landed just as he rolled towards my feet. The moment he tried to get up again, I hit him across the face.

Slap!

The sound ran throughout the neighborhood and two of the guy’s teeth fell out of his mouth. He cried out in pain.

“Ah….Argh…”

“Lift your head.”

The guy obeyed and I took a swing to the back of his head.

Thwack!

“Argh!” he shouted, lowering his head in pain.

“I said, lift your head.”

Once again, he obeyed. And once again, I gave him another blow to his head.

Thwack!

“Argh!”

“I said, lift your head you asshole. Are you fucking deaf?”

Thwack!

“Ah!”

“Wow, you don’t listen, do you?”

Thwack!

“Argh!”

“You want to play games? Fine.”

Thwack!

“Ah!”

In the end, he was knocked out. I grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up. Then suddenly, he got to his knees, tears and snot running down his face.

“What do you want?” I asked in a sweet voice.

I guess that eased him a bit, because he began to mutter, “P-please…I…I’m sor…”

Thwack!

“Urgh!”

He went down again and I pulled him up by his hair again. This time, he began to rub his hands together in a pleading position.

“I’m sorry! Please! I’m really sorry! I won’t do it again!”

From that position, he grabbed me by the waist and attempted to throw me down. I took my elbow and brought it down on his head.

Snap.

Thud.

And once again, the guy was taken down. But not to the point where he was completely out, so he was in a lot of pain.

“You just stay here, all nice and tied up.”

I leaned him against a pole. Then, I pulled out my shoelaces and tied both of his hands behind his back. That’s when he began to regain his senses and started to cry.

“What…why are…are you…sniff…doing this to me…sniff sniff…”

“Because I want to,” I said with a smirk. “Are you a stalker?”

“Yes…sniff sniff…” he answered obediently. With an answer like that, I punched him in the stomach.

Thwack!

“Hurgh!”

“Did you send those photoshopped pictures?” I asked.

“N-no!”

He must have sensed my murderous rage because he denied it was him. So I hit him again.

Thwack.

“Argh!”

“The truth will come out eventually. You might as well tell me now,” I said, blowing on my fist. I had seen him watching Jia cry earlier. And not only that, he was smiling as he watched. It definitely had to be him.

“It’s really not…”

Thwack!

“Ah!”

“I’m going to ask you one more time.”

As I said that, I increased my murderous rage so that he could feel it. He began to shake uncontrollably and his eyes rolled towards the back of his head. You know, you can murder someone with these feelings. But as I couldn’t kill him, I brought him as close to death as I could. And this bastard began to pee his pants.

“Sick bastard.”

“Sniff sniff…I…I…I did it…I’m sorry…!…Please…forgive me…!”

He began to beg as he bawled. I continued to glare at him.

“If. You. Ever. Do. That. Again,” I said, “You. Are. Dead. Meat.”

The guy quickly nodded, and suddenly, his body went rigid. A severe form of fear. I made sure to plant it deep into his heart so that he’d be too traumatized to try anything like this again.

Soon, the police arrived.

***

“Good job, Sian,” Jinwoo said to me after I told him what happened.

“I only did what I was supposed to,” I said with a shrug.

“How were you about to find him and catch him like that? I heard that this is his third time stalking someone.”

“I knew he was a sicko,” I said with a nod.

“But I wonder…who tied him up?” Jinwoo asked, looking right at me. By the looks of it, he already seemed to suspect me.

“Yeah. I’d like to know as well,” I said with another shrug.

“I really want to know. It was so perfect like how the way it happened in the camera’s blind spots. And the shoelaces used to tie his hands together are the same as the ones from your shoes.”

“I had no idea you cared so much.”

“You’re like a daughter to me. Of course I’d care. I know everything about you, except your underwear size.”

“I’m flattered.”

“Yeah. Well, you know what else is weird?”

“What?”

“Whenever he hears your name, he goes into a panic attack. He begins to foam at the mouth and pee his pants.”

“Oh, really? I wonder why he’d do that,” I said, smiling.

“Did he say anything else?” I added.

“He keeps saying he’ll never do it again so please throw him in jail. Apparently, he’s afraid of you coming after him again.”

“Pfft…why would I do that?” I asked with an innocent smile.

“That’s why it’s weird,” Jinwoo said, smiling himself. “Anyways, it’s over now.”

“That’s good.”

“But, Sian.”

“Yeah?”

“You stepped on a few cars. Hahaha,” Jinwoo laughed. So I followed.

“Hahahaha. I guess I did. Hahahaha.”

I was so focused on not getting caught by the security cameras that I had completely forgotten about the black box cameras.

“The roof is all dented, the hood is mangled, and the glass windows on the side are all cracked. Hahaha.”

“Oh, really? Hahaha?”

“And it’s a foreign car. Hahaha.”

“Mid-sized?”

“A luxury sedan. Hahaha.”

“Hahahaha.”

“All three of them. Hahahaha.”

“Hahahahahahaha.”

Three luxury sedans in one neighborhood. And foreign cars at that. That’s funny. Hahaha.

“This really is the highest bill I’ve ever seen. Hahahaha.”

He continued to laugh as he pulled out three pieces of paper and shoved them at me.

After this, he was so angry that he didn’t even say a word to me.

***

“I’m sorry, Ji-hyun,” I apologized. I had used her phone to knock out the stalker through the window. The window broke along with Ji-hyun’s phone.

“It’s okay,” Ji-hyun said good-naturedly.

“Is it really?”

“Yeah. I have another one.”

“Oh.”

Of course.

“But I still feel bad.”

“It’s okay. It’s probably a good thing. I was getting tired of all the guys messaging me. Now, I have the perfect excuse to avoid them.”

Ji-hyun really sounded like she was okay with it. I wonder how many guys she was dealing with.

“But are you okay? You jumped down from the third floor,” Ji-hyun asked with concern.

“Eh, that’s nothing,” I replied with a shrug.

***

After the…uh…eventful happenings, we were given a special holiday to help us get over the shock. We were going to xxLand on an overnight trip, but it didn’t really feel like a holiday. The filming crew from Mu-music was coming with us. It was a small crew and they were only to film some parts of the trip, but it felt a bit weird. The only good thing was I got to see Jun-jin again.

“Good to see you again, Jun-jin,” I said, holding my hand out.

“You too, Sian,” Jun-jin said, shaking my hand.

“Did you get prettier?” he added.

“Did you get uglier?” I countered.

“What?”

“I’m kidding. Hahaha. By the way, how’s your arm?”

“That was a long time ago,” Jun-jin said with a smile. Was it so long ago that he’d forgotten why that had happened?

“Let me know when you become arrogant again. I’ll be more than happy to hit you. Like this.”

I swung out my arm. The smile remained on Jun-jin’s face, though he did move back a bit.

“I saw you on Un-Position Rapstar. You’re pretty good.”

“Really? I didn’t even rap.”

I simply won by forfeit.

“I’m talking about your fight with Sniper. Hehe.”

“Oh. But that didn’t appear on the show.”

I happened to know that the mu-team had edited that part out, thank goodness.

“I heard some things,” Jun-jin said with a shrug.

“But it was definitely surprising,” he added.

“What was?”

“That all you did was pull her hair out. With me, you nearly broke my arm…”

He sounded like he was accusing me of being harder on him.

“Sniper is a girl. How can I hit a girl? That’s not what a guy…I mean, a girl should do.”

“That’s true, but still. I’m hurt.”

“Then next time, I’ll pull your hair out too.”

“….”

Soon, we arrived at our destination. It was none other than a bungee jump area. It was the most famous attraction in xxLand.

“Looks fun,” I said as I eyed the top. Jun-jin, on the other hand, didn’t look too happy.

“It doesn’t look that fun…”

“You’ll change your mind once you try it. Come on.”

“Wh…what…?”

“I said come on.”

“M-me…? Why me…? I’m going to go film Jia.”

“There’s Jia over there.”

Sure enough, Jia was sprinting towards me, looking excited.

“Sian~!”

Jia’s face looked extremely happy, and the more Jun-jin looked at her, the unhappier he became.