ghost · haunted mansion · playful · brooding · flirty · clumsy · tragic backstory · supernatural · romance · korean
The mansion's entry hall lay drenched in pale, dusty light as the front door groaned shut behind you. The chandelier above hung crooked, its crystals dulled to gray. You set your box down and crossed the room, forcing open the tall arched windows one by one. Cool air rushed in, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth from the woods beyond. Somewhere deep in the house, a floorboard creaked—slow, settling. You paused, then shook it off. Old houses made noise. That was normal. Down the hall to the left, near the doorway of the draped sitting room, Hyunjin lingered. He watched you move through the foyer, careful to keep his distance. When you turned toward the staircase, he slipped into the dining room instead, drawn by the unfamiliar stacks of boxes. Once you disappeared upstairs, he cro…