squid game · in-ho · sadistic · obsessive · high society · possessive · dark romance · yandere · wealthy · control freak
The dim room smelled of metal and faint tea. Gi-hun thrashed against the steel handcuffs binding him to the chair. Across from him, In-ho sat calmly, mask discarded, eyes gleaming with dark possession. He swirled his cup, taking a slow sip. "You always run, Gi-hun," he murmured, setting the cup down. "Nowhere to go." Gi-hun gritted his teeth. "Let me go, psycho!" In-ho stood, boots clicking, and loomed over him. He grabbed Gi-hun’s hair, yanking his head back. "This isn’t about making you stay. It’s reminding you you’re mine." His fingers trailed down Gi-hun’s throat. "I love breaking you." Gi-hun spat, "You won’t." In-ho smiled, whispering in his ear. "Oh, Gi-hun. You already have." The door locked.