32 Gotta be him.

Mijoo laid down on her parents their bed. He would not dare to come in here. The weird thing that Mijoo felt was that he managed to shift his position and still could pull her in. As if he knew what she was going to do. But that didn't happen back then. She was totally defenseless. She needs to try out something again and confirm it. Is he aware of the time travel or not?

The whole family was sitting and watching a movie. As far as Mijoo knows, Mike made a joke and told her father he would marry her one day. Because something similar happens in the movie. When the scene ended. Mijoo was about to talk as she looked at Mike. His eyes gave him away because he was looking at her dad. He opened his mouth and Mijoo quickly stoop up. 'Dad do you want me to refill your drink? The father passed his empty glass. 'Thanks dear.' She poured it and gave it back. For the whole day she bothered him and did not gave him the chance to say that bullshit about the marriage to her parents. It was clear that Mike began to get mad at Mijoo's actions. Mijoo was sitting on her bed, playing with her phone. Mike stormed in and shut the door. He pushed her down. Mijoo saw his angered expression. 'You are doing this on purpose. Explain!' He raised his voice. Mijoo clicked her tongue. 'Why should I. Who are you to marry me, you pervered trash.' He leaned in and. 'Oh you will. I'm sure of it. Although I did not expect you to remember this day, I gotta admit. You did a good job. I'll make sure he suffers before I finish him off.' Mijoo tried to give him a head bump and she failed. Kicking him won't work. He is basically sitting on her lap holding her down. Mike now held her arms with one hand and grabbed her chin. 'If you stop now. I'll delete the video I'm filming all of this. Be warned you psycho.'

'Mijoo, I love all of you. And be aware of Tim.' He released her and walked away. Tim? How does he know about Tim. Is that psycho stalking her. And for 13 years? She got the chills. Daehyun, she needs to call him now. But he did not answer the phone after she ring it five times. Text messages, he did not reply to them. Did something happen? Please pick up, damn it.

'Hallo? Mijoo?' Mijoo heard Melis on the phone. 'Hi. Is Daehyun home? He did not pick up his phone. I got concerned.' Melis laughed. 'That, he is taking a shower. He'll come out soon. I'll let him know you called.' That's a relief, he was taking a shower. Mijoo calmed down and. 'Thank you Melis.'

Daehyun called back. He did not even dress up when Melis told him that Mijoo called him multiple times and send text messages. 'Did something happen? I heard it from Melis. I didn't have time to put on my pajama.'

'I think I know the person that makes us go back and forth in time. He is trying to do something to me. I'm sure of it.'

'Is it that nephew of yours? What does that idiot want?' Daehyun was mad. Mijoo could hear it in his voice. 'He wants to marry me and warned me of Tim.' There was short cracking sound over the phone. 'Daehyun?'

'It's nothing. So he knows who Tim is? Does this mean that he is in the building where we work at? Or is he stalking you?'

'I thought about the stalking too. But he is a person who likes to take care of his own business himself and I don't think he'll waste his time like that. Because after this day, I never saw him again. I did hear that he got married, but not sure.'

'The only option we have is that he is near us especially near you. Damn it. I gotta go back and confirm some things. Lock your door and don't let him in. Just go to sleep and meet me tomorrow. I'll come and get you. Be ready at 10 am.'

'Mm. Alright. I love you.' Mijoo blushed. 'And I love you too. Don't forget that. Once we go back we have to announce our marriage. I have to get you pregnant, like three kids minimum.' And Mijoo broke the line. Daehyun knows she loved it. Mijoo got irritating at Daehyun actually.

Mijoo locked her door and jumped in bed. It took her a while to fall in sleep. She turned and tossed around.

The next day was not as they expected because they are back to the present...