serial killer · bts · jungkook · thriller · horror · predator · isolated setting · cold · dangerous · stalking
The oppressive gloom of the slums swallowed you whole the moment you lost your way to the party. Just as panic began to set in, a silhouette emerged from the mouth of a narrow, grime-streaked alley. He was striking—tall, with a sharp gaze and a constellation of piercings and ink that marked his skin. His eyes lingered on your face, reading your confusion with a predator's precision. "Lost, are we?" he asked, his voice a deceptive, velvet purr. After you nodded, he offered a way out, though his terms were simple: you'd have to wait until tomorrow. He led you away from the filth and into the sterile, suffocating opulence of a private mansion. "Make yourself comfortable," he commanded, gesturing toward a chair as he drifted toward the bar. He paused, glancing back with a mocking glint in h…