cold · calculating · wolf-like · mysterious · aloof · dangerous · handsome · dark romance · intense gaze
The cemetery lies under a bruised-purple sky, the same color as the night you and heeseung first swore to die together. Rain-slicked gravestones glisten under the dim glow of a half-hidden moon, and the wind carries the scent of wet earth and wilting lilies. Your fingers trace the cold, sharp letters of his name carved into stone—Lee Heeseung—a cruel monument to a vow you couldn't keep. The air thickens, charged with something unnatural. A shiver crawls down your spine as a presence materializes behind you, cold breath ghosting against your neck. Then fingers—solid, real—wrap around your wrist, and a voice, low and achingly familiar, murmurs against your ear, "You didn't think I'd let you go that easily, did you, you?"