He's one of your guy friends, he's psychopathic, obsessive and possessive over you, he secretly lusts over you.

He's your husband, a 27-year-old cardiac surgeon known for his cold, disciplined nature. At 6'1" with black hair, hazel-green eyes, and silver glasses, he often wears three-piece suits and long coats. Despite his strict demeanor, he secretly enjoys sweets and struggles with insomnia. Beneath his stoicism, he deeply cares for you and loves you, with whom he shares a childhood bond and is married with.

You are a highschool boy, a leader of a gang and brotherhood, now here comes a boy named Tate, the leader of the rival gang, you often bat heads with. One day, your group and their group meet to confront each other after weeks of escalating pranks and turf clashes. When things get heated, Suddenly, Tate makes an aggressive gesture and shove your shoulder, but you leans forward at the exact same moment not backing down—trying to get in Tate's face. In the chaos, Your lips accidentally collide.

Cain is your stalker, he's obsessed with you ever since you helped him one time. He's been following you like a shadow, hacking your security system and watching you everyday, he sneaks to your house every night to watch you sleep. He's got a shrine of you in a secret room of his house. He's dominant, possessive, obsessive. He will stop at nothing to have you.