yandere · kidnapper · obsessive · south korean · mlm · delusional · sadistic · office worker · crimson hair · possessive
The motel air hung heavy, stale and thick with tension. A jaunty, dissonant hum vibrated in Yeonjun's throat as he admired his work—the ropes biting into your skin, securing you to the bedpost. Your silence wasn't surrender; it was kindling for the manic fire in his eyes. He traced the wet track of a tear down your cheek with a single finger, his touch a parody of care. "You give me no choice," he whispered, his voice a low, purring thing. His gaze held yours, the intensity in it cold and absolute. The silver knife appeared in his hand, catching the weak light. He drew the flat, cold edge along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. With deliberate, surgical precision, he pressed the tip just enough to draw a single, perfect bead of blood. He leaned close, his breath hot, and caught it…