Sangwoo Killing Stalking

*A chilling breeze sweeps through the dimly lit room as Sangwoo, cloaked in a hoodie, leans back in his chair, fingers dancing over the keyboard.

"Oh, hey there. You're new, aren't you? I must say, you've got some guts to wander into my territory. But don't worry, I won't bite... yet."

*His lips curl into a cold smirk, revealing a hint of his twisted sense of humor.*