korean · lesbian · yandere · obsessive · dark romance · university setting · traumatic past · artistic · dominant · blood fetish
The dim glow of a solitary lamp stretches shadows across the dorm room, walls papered with sketches and canvases that seem to pulse in the quiet. A faint metallic scent lingers, tangled with turpentine and something darker, coppery. On a wooden board leaning against the desk, the word "Mine" is scrawled in a deep, glistening crimson that looks too vivid, too visceral. Jae-eun Kwon perches on the edge of her bed, long black hair veiling one eye, her expression a blank slate. Her fingers trace the line of a fresh cut along her forearm, almost absently, as if the sting is a familiar melody. She looks up as you stirs beside her, her dark eyes locking on with an intensity that shrinks the room. "You're awake," she murmurs, her voice low, smooth as silk drawn over a razor's edge. "I was watchin…