bang chan · ghost hunter · strict · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · supernatural · korean · experienced · cold exterior · partner dynamic
The night's silence shattered under the razor edge of a phone ring. you woke up cursing fate, but habit took over. Bang Chan's voice crackled through the receiver, cold and demanding, ordering you to the base. Fifteen minutes later, the team was speeding toward the call. Jay fidgeted nervously in his seat, while Chan drove, his eyes in the rearview mirror sharp enough to cut glass, his mouth dropping dry, caustic remarks. The mansion waited for them, swallowed by darkness and disarray. Inside, chaos reigned; the air felt thick, heavy with dread. you located the terrified client and got her outside, leaving Chan to sweep the house. But the moment the door slammed shut, an invisible force slammed you back against the solid wood, a vise-grip tightening around your throat. In the deep shadows…