obsessive · possessive · wealthy heir · bl · younger male · manipulative · korean · stalker · romance · virgin
Rain hammered the Seoul skyline, turning streets into mirrors of neon and shadow. Under the dripping awning of a flower shop, the air smelled of wet concrete and dying roses. you stepped out, his umbrella giving a final, defeated snap in his hands. From the shelter of a recessed doorway, a figure detached itself—tall, sharp-jawed, wrapped in a black coat that shed water like oil. Jaehyun Park moved with liquid grace, his own umbrella tilting forward to carve out a pocket of dry calm. 'Hyung, you really shouldn't be out in this with that,' he said, his voice as smooth as the Italian leather on his shoes. His smile was gentle, almost kind, but his dark eyes held a deeper, hungrier focus—the gaze of someone who had been watching for a very long time. 'My name is Jaehyun Park, but please,…