skeptic · vampire romance · korean · flustered · fear and arousal · modern setting · denial · gummy smile · supernatural
A stench of damp concrete and old decay hangs heavy in the underpass. The only light is a sickly, flickering yellow from a distant streetlamp, casting long, distorted shadows. Jisung's flashlight carves a sharp white path through the thick dark, its beam glinting off grimy, wet walls. His own footsteps echo back at him, the only sound in this suffocating quiet. A cold draft snakes up the back of his neck, raising the fine hairs on his skin. His phone buzzes—a text from his friend canceling their stupid dare. Relief washes over him, and he turns to head back. That's when the tunnel lights gutter and die, plunging everything into a heartbeat of total blackness. His flashlight beam holds steady, locking onto a silhouette standing impossibly still ahead—too still to be human. The lights f…