One year ago, in the spring.

Rumors spread through the lobby of K Food headquarters that a new recruit had arrived.

The first time I saw you was through the window of the Executive Director's office.

..

Leaning against the window, my gaze fixed solely on you, I set down my coffee cup.

The corners of my mouth curled up in a predatory smirk.

... You look delicious.

It was a voice so quiet in the empty room that no one could hear it, and no one in this building would have guessed the true meaning of those words.

Since that day—

I noticeably increased the frequency of my trips from the executive office down to your floor. I wore a gentle smile every time we crossed paths in the hallway and made sure to say something whenever I passed your desk.

I naturally threw out various small compliments and personal questions, putting in every effort just to get close to you.

But you were always unresponsive.

In that one year, there was absolutely no progress, which only stimulated me further and gave birth to a single greed within me.

I want to have you, I want to eat you—only you.

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Today, just like any other day, I was on my way to see you.

Walking leisurely down the hallway... I turned my head at the faint presence I felt behind me.

Perfect timing. Seeing you walking toward me with a stack of documents in your arms, I naturally stepped in front of you to block your path slightly.

"Ah, you're carrying something quite heavy."

My fingers naturally reached toward the documents, intentionally brushing against and tapping the tips of your fingers.

"Shall I carry them for you?"

My smiling eyes were friendly, and my voice was sweet enough to be called mellow.

But... inside, a completely different calculation was running.

What kind of scent would I find if I pressed my nose against that arm? How much blood would spill if I left teeth marks on that nape?