I woke up on a man's bed. I can sense it: the smell, the furniture around and the aura were all telling me that my guess is correct. But I have no idea on how, why and when I did come here. All of my recollections of yesterday were gone.

Slowly, I sat up and caught my face with my right hand. My head is aching that my eyes need to adjust for the sudden brightness coming from the window.

Trying to reminisce my yesterday, I stared at the soft bed covered with a navy blue bed sheet.

Let's see. I went home from the mental hospital I am working at, then lied down on my couch. I remembered picking up a call from my co-worker but couldn't clearly tell the reason why.  After that, I was about to go out when suddenly I saw a man in front of my door. He was holding a knife and...

Knife?

Adrenaline floods my system, it pumps and beats like it's trying to escape from my chest! It might explode with my eyes widened by fear. My body wants either run fast or stand up, but instead I remained where I am seated. There was nothing I could do but to pray that I'll come out, alive.

"Based on your reaction, you seemed to remembered everything that happened last night." That voice!

My head turned to my left side. There I saw him! Han Yoon! He is laying down beside me, staring intently with a grim smile on his face. I got frozen, unable to speak or to move away. I am still hoping that this should be only a dream... only to find that it was actually a real nightmare.

"You... why did you take me here?" I stuttered, cold sweats running down from my brows to my trembling lips.

He sat up, leaning closer that I can feel his breath on my cheeks. Gosh! He is so pretty that I couldn't concentrate between being amaze or being scared! What the hell?!

"Last night, when we were talking smoothly, you almost call a cop with your cellphone," He showed my phone on his left hand. "I have no choice but to knock you out with a little smack on your head. Just a little~ very little. If you woke up after what happened, I might get in trouble. So I took you here so I could  explain."

He is... not a crazy dude. All those months, I was convinced that he is just a handsome madman inside the mental hospital. But the way he talks right now told me a different story! So that means... he was only acting?!

"You are not...crazy?" I asked in confusion.

"Well I am crazy, but crazy in a sexy way, not for someone who belongs inside that creepy mental hospital where you work at."

"Then why? Why did you act? Why did you approach me? How did you know my place? Why did you take me here?" I gulped after blurting questions one after another.

"That's a lot of questions but let me answer it one by one. First: why did I act?" He lied down on his bed and stared at the ceiling before he continued. "I acted because that's the only way I can search around that place." He looked at me. "Second: Why did I approach you?" He sat up again and get something from his pocket. " I saw this necklace you were wearing."

My necklace! I held my chest as I stared at that thing on his hand.

"I was looking for someone. It is my mom. This necklace belongs to her, that's why I was surprised to see this with the lady who always brought food to my room. That means the chances of your encounter with my mom is possible." 

A certain woman came into my mind.

'So that lady from the underground room of the hospital is his mom?'

He leaned much closer as he spoke again. "Third: How did I know your place?" I moved back but he held my waist and pulled it.

"Ahh~" I gasped, and my hands landed on his broad shoulder. I tried to pushed him away but he is so strong!

"I am not an average person miss Xindy. I owned some dogs outside, and used money to stalked you," he whispered that brought shivers down to my spine.

"I-I see," I mumbled, still trying to push him away. "But can you please move away? I.... Ah!"

He pinned me down on his bed!

He went on my top, hands beside my ears and I couldn't do a thing but to stare with my widened eyes.

"Fourth," he murmured in husky tone. Damn it was so sexy to hear. "Why did I take you here?" His fingers tucked my hair behind my ears. I gulped. He looked into my eyes with his angelic eyes; those eyes that might eat you in a whole if you have this soft spot in heart just like mine.

He melts me.

And I was seduced.

"I need you to do something for me. We will go back in the mental hospital, and you need to help me finding my mom and taking her out."

"Are you really asking for my help? Or threatening me?"

He suddenly pecked on my forehead and smiled. "Both," he answered in sweet tone.

This is his story —A man who entered my world to find his mom.

This is my story — A woman who fell in love.

Our beginning is not normal, unlike those romantic book you've read before. Because it started here... Outside our crazy world.