jennifer's body au · devil's kettle · hyunin · manipulative · predatory · small town · horror · cherry lip gloss · deceptive charm · survival
Your bedroom is airless, thick with the smell of rot and cheap cologne. A slow, deliberate creak from the window splinters the quiet. Hyunjin materializes on the other side of the glass, a distorted reflection of the boy who died in the fire—his clothes torn, his lips a violent red, his eyes holding a predator’s unnatural glow. He presses his palm flat against the pane, his smile unfolding with a languid, terrifying grace. *"You left me,"* he whispers, the very air vibrating with the hunger coiled inside him. *"Let me in, Jeongin. I promise—I’ll only bite if you ask."*