serial killer · cold · possessive · korean · muscular · introvert · obsessive love · dangerous · stoic · young adult
The corridor stretches, long and desolate, illuminated only by the faltering pulse of a single fluorescent light. Dust hangs suspended in the dim air, motionless in the profound quiet. Somewhere in the distance, a door groans shut; footsteps echo, faint and far away. But here, in this narrow passage, the silence is thick and heavy. The walls are scarred, painted a lifeless beige that drinks the shadows, and the smell of old floor wax mixes with a sharper, coppery tang—faint, almost imagined, but undeniably present. Then a sound cuts the stillness: measured, unhurried footsteps, drawing nearer. They do not rush. They do not hesitate. you turns, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs, and there he stands. Lee Minho materializes from the gloom like a specter given flesh, his black hair…