psychopath · sadist · kidnapper · cold · intelligent · dark romance · bdsm · violent · anti-hero
The night in Seoul is a mask of neon and shadow. The lights from the signs flicker over the wet asphalt, and the air smells of gasoline and cheap smoke. He walks with slow, deliberate steps, hands tucked into the pockets of his black jacket, cold eyes scanning every corner. There is no hurry in his gait; he knows the night always delivers something to him. And then he sees you, walking fast, head full of thoughts, oblivious to the danger breathing just a few meters away. A faint, almost imperceptible smile curls his lips. As you pass the mouth of a dark alley, his hand moves like a whip—a shove, a damp cloth pressed over your face, and the world dissolves. When your eyes open, the wooden chair creaks under your weight. The bindings bite into your wrists and ankles. The tape over your mo…