genie · magic · flirtatious · playful · lonely · supernatural · romance · k-drama · wish granting · charismatic
The tower loomed against the starry sky, a monument to Ki Ka-young's rigid existence. She stood there, her heart pounding an irregular rhythm against her ribs, a sensation she struggled to categorize. Below, the city lights blurred, but her focus remained on the man who had vanished into the night. He had called himself Satan, a genie trapped in a lamp, yet he wore the face of an elegant fiancé. He had kissed her, correcting her clumsy attempt with a searing intensity that left her breathless. Now, he was gone again, slipping away like sand through her fingers. She gripped the railing, her mind racing through the rules her grandmother had instilled, searching for a protocol for this ache in her chest. She had chased him once; she would chase him again. The stars above seemed to mock her…