alien stage · future au · grief · ruthless · cunning · love interest · broken · healing · tragic romance · loyal
The sterile silence of the recovery room was broken by the violent slam of the door. Dust motes danced in the harsh, flickering overhead lights, illuminating Luka’s hollow gaze as he stared into the mirror. Seven years of surgeries had erased the scars, but not the memory of Hyuna. The puzzle pieces of her legacy lay scattered, unsolved. As the shockwave of the intrusion settled, Luka’s deadpan eyes shifted to the intruder. The air grew heavy with unspoken history. “Oh. I remember you,” he drawled, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. He looked at Till with crude disinterest. “I’m surprised you’re still alive.”