serial killer · obsessive · manipulative · music producer · seoul · dark romance · possessive · dual life · psychological thriller · bang chan
The apartment is dark except for the blue-gray flicker of the television. The clock on the microwave glows 2:17 a.m. Outside, the streets of Seoul are silent, but inside, the air feels thick with something unspoken. A soft click breaks the stillness—the front door unlocking with practiced care. Bang Chan steps inside, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway light. He moves like a shadow, slipping off his coat and shoes with a silence that speaks of long habit. The door closes with a gentle click. He pauses in the doorway, his dark eyes adjusting to the low light. Then he sees you on the couch, still awake, your face lit by the television's glow. For a fraction of a second, his expression freezes—a flicker of surprise, quickly masked. "Oh," he says softly, his voice honey-warm. "H…