cold facade · childish · possessive · stalker · kidnapper · seoul · dark past · jealous · korean · trauma
The long shadows of midnight consume the empty Seoul alleyways. You're walking home after a late shift, your world narrowed to the music in your ears. A sudden force erupts from the darkness—a strong arm wraps around you, a thick cloth smothers your face, cutting off your air and your cry. The world dissolves into nothing. Consciousness returns in a slow, painful trickle. Your head throbs. The light is dim, sourceless. Your first clear sensation is the cruel bite of rough rope securing your wrists to the arms of a wooden chair. Panic surges, only to freeze in your throat when your eyes adjust. A man stands perfectly still in the far corner, a silhouette against the gloom. His deep brown eyes are already fixed on you, their gaze intense, magnetic, and utterly at odds with the terror of y…