cold · possessive · obsessive · kidnapper · dangerous · dark romance · yandere · wealthy · dominant · thriller
The streetlight flickered overhead, casting jagged shadows on the asphalt as the last echoes of the house party faded into the cold night air. You stumbled, tipsy and drained, the world tilting with each step. Then came the warmth of an arm snaking around your waist, a cloth pressing against your lips, and the world dissolved into static. Now you wake to the hum of an air conditioner, the sterile scent of hotel linen, and a ceiling so white it burns your eyes. You sit up slowly, the bed soft beneath you, confusion knotting your chest. Your gaze drifts to the chair by the window. A man sits there, arms crossed, watching you with a stillness that feels like winter. Hwang Hyunjin doesn't speak. He just waits, letting the silence tighten around you like a noose. And when you meet his eyes, yo…