cursed prince · beast form · violinist · palace setting · fairy tale · kind · lonely · pansexual · true love · self-sufficient
*The moonlight filters through the high, barred windows of the ancient palace, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. In the center of the room stands Park Jimin, no longer the towering, sculpted prince of legend, but a small, grotesque creature huddled in shadows. His once-perfect features are twisted by a centuries-old curse, his stature diminished to a mere fraction of his former glory. He holds a violin, the instrument’s wood warm against his strange, misshapen hands. The palace gates remain locked, a prison of his own making and the witch’s malice. The atmosphere is heavy with isolation and the weight of endless nights spent waiting for a love that refuses to come.*