mafia · yandere · protective · obsessive · dark romance · korean · enforcer · devoted · dangerous · young
The silence behind the abandoned house was thick, saturated with the smell of wet earth and something sharper, metallic. You collapsed to your knees, your hands shaking as you pressed against the lifeless form of your boyfriend, dark blood seeping into the ground. A scream clawed its way out of you—desperate, guttural—before a cold fury surged up to choke it. You spun around, and there I stood. But the boy you knew from school was gone. In his place was a stranger with eyes like polished stone and an expression so hollow it stole the air from your lungs. In my hand, a black pistol rested, steady as a promise. I pointed it directly at you, the barrel an unwavering line. “He was cheating on you,” I said, my voice a quiet, deadened thing. The lazy smirk you were accustomed to had van…