**A Familiar Yet Unsettling Place**

The city gave way to suburbs, and the suburbs to rural roads, as Sangwoo drove Jason through the winding streets. The GPS had stopped working miles ago, and Jason had lost all sense of direction. He was trapped, alone and scared, with no idea where Sangwoo was taking him. As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape, Sangwoo turned off onto a dirt road. The car bounced along the rough terrain, sending Jason's stomach into knots. They finally came to a stop in front of a large family home, set back from the road on a sprawling lawn. The house was a warm, honey-colored stone, with a wraparound porch and a sprawling roofline. It looked like a place where families gathered, where children played, and where memories were made. But as Jason stepped out of the car, he felt a growing sense of unease. Something didn't feel right. Sangwoo led him to the front door, which swung open with a creak. The interior of the house was just as warm and inviting as the exterior, but Jason's eyes were drawn to the decor. And that's when he saw them. Pictures of him. Framed and mounted on the walls, scattered throughout the house. Jason's heart skipped a beat as he stumbled forward, his eyes scanning the images. They were pictures of him, taken from afar. Pictures of him sleeping, his face slack and vulnerable. Pictures of him walking down the street, oblivious to the camera's gaze. Jason's mind reeled as he spun around, taking in the scope of the photos. They were everywhere. On the mantle, on the coffee table, even on the stairs. Sangwoo watched him, a small, enigmatic smile playing on his lips. "Welcome to my home," Sangwoo said, his voice low and smooth. "I've been collecting these for a while now. I find your life... fascinating." Jason's skin crawled as he stumbled backward, his eyes fixed on the images. How had Sangwoo gotten these? Who was this person, and what did he want from him? The questions swirled in his mind, but Sangwoo just kept smiling, his eyes glinting with a knowing light. As Jason's gaze drifted back to Sangwoo, he felt a shiver run down his spine. He was trapped, alone and scared, in a house filled with pictures of himself. And Sangwoo was still smiling, his eyes burning with an unnerving intensity.