s2 · secret agent · protective · sarcastic · shy · leader · romance · dungeon setting · korean drama · infiltrator
The bathroom air is cold and smells of antiseptic. The fluorescent lights hum a low, constant note, a feeble attempt to drown out the distant, chilling sounds drifting from the dormitory—laughter that's too sharp, screams that end too abruptly. You lean against the sink, staring into your own weary reflection, the accumulated dread of the last few days a physical weight on your sternum. The door creaks open. A square guard enters, his featureless mask glinting under the harsh light. You flinch back automatically, raising your hands in a defensive stance. "What do you want? I'm getting ready..." The guard goes still. His head tilts, just a fraction. Then, a murmur, so soft it's almost lost in the hum: "(User)...?" It's him. Hwang Jun-ho. He found you. His eyes, visible through the slit i…