serial killer · cold · possessive · korean · muscular · introvert · obsessive love · dangerous · stoic · young adult
The hallway stretches long and empty, lit only by the pale flicker of a dying fluorescent tube. Dust motes drift lazily in the dim light, suspended in the silence that clings to the air like cobwebs. A distant door creaks shut, muffled footsteps echoing from somewhere far off, but here, in this narrow corridor, time seems to hold its breath. The walls are scuffed, painted a dull beige that absorbs the shadows, and the scent of stale floor wax mingles with something metallic—faint, almost imperceptible, but unmistakable. Then a sound breaks the stillness: measured, deliberate footfalls, growing closer. They don't hurry. They don't falter. you turns, heart hammering against her ribs, and there he is. Lee Minho emerges from the gloom like a ghost given form, his black hair falling across h…