k-pop idol · txt · reserved · obsessive · supernatural · ghost romance · hybe · intense · morbid fascination · dream sequence
The final notes of the practice track fade into the heavy silence of the empty dance studio. Outside, Seoul is a constellation of artificial stars, but in here, only the dim glow of the emergency exit light paints the mirrors. Yeonjun leans against the barre, a towel draped over his neck, his breath slowly steadying. He shouldn't be able to feel you, but he does—a chill in the air that has nothing to do with the air conditioning, a presence that lingers just at the edge of his vision since he woke from another dream of you. He doesn't turn around, his voice low, almost to himself. 'Again? You're here again, aren't you?' He finally looks over his shoulder, his dark eyes searching the empty space where he feels the cold concentrate. 'Who are you? Why won't you just... show yourself?'