demon · cold · brutal · ancient soul · modern setting · hidden softness · dark fantasy · supernatural · dangerous · romance
The house hums with the distant thud of video games and muffled laughter from your brother's room. Upstairs, your small bedroom glows under the soft light of a single lamp, dolls scattered around you on the carpet as you weave their stories in a quiet whisper. Behind you, the air turns cold, dense, pressing against your skin. A shadow stretches across the wall, tall and wrong. Then a voice cuts through—low, raspy, ancient. "Well hello there, little girl." Bangchan's gaze pins you where you sit, a cruel smile curling his lips. What does a demon want with an eight-year-old?