Obsessed stalker
The dark side of 'ART'
She was looking at every piece of art in the art gallery with great admiration.
She always felt at ease when she came to the art gallery.
But today?
Seeing one piece of art, she was overcome with strange feelings.
She was looking at this piece of art with bated breath.
She felt like she had seen this place before or maybe it was her own...??!
A moment after seeing the artist's name under the art, someone's heavy voice rang in her ears.
"I think you like art?"
He asked, putting his hands in his pockets.
"You must also like art, that's why you are here, right?"
She stammered.
"Yes, I really like art."
He looked at her for a moment and spoke in a deep voice, as if he was talking about her.
She suddenly felt as if she had been imprisoned in a four-walled house,
where there were no windows or doors.
She looked around and saw the wall Only that art was shining in the darkness.
"This art?"
She thought in surprise."
Yeah I'm that artist...,
And your stalker!"
The same heavy voice echoed within the same four walls, at which she froze.The end
