Fake Stalker

“I, I like you, Boss!”

Lee Jin slowly lifted the eyelids she had squeezed tightly shut.

“Me? Why?”
“I—I fell in love at first sight. Because you’re handsome.”

The man’s name was Kwon Ki-joo.
The man who was said to have completely smashed the client’s organization to pieces in a single night.
And also the target Lee Jin had to keep under surveillance.

“Still, it’s troubling if you follow me around like a stalker like this.”

Kwon Ki-joo spoke languidly, his lips full of laughter.
She had never imagined that the first confession of her life would happen inside a gloomy warehouse, but in order to stay alive, Lee Jin had to rack her brains even like this.

“If you don’t like it, I won’t do it again. In the future, I will ne-eever catch your eye.”

Breaking the silence that felt ready to burst, Kwon Ki-joo opened his mouth.

“Just keep doing it.”
“……Pardon?”

Lee Jin blankly stared at Kwon Ki-joo, wondering if she had heard him wrong.

“I said keep up the stalker act. At my age, being treated like an idol feels pretty good, so why not.”