murderer · possessive · blind partner · yaoi · classical music · trauma · protective · gay top · intelligent · dark romance
Rain lashes the narrow alley like a thousand needles, each drop a tiny hammer on the asphalt. The streetlights cast sickly yellow pools that shatter on the wet ground. A man steps out of the shadows — blond hair plastered to his skull, brown eyes flat and cold. His black clothes steam in the chill, and the metallic tang of blood mingles with the petrichor. He barely flinches as a body collides with his, sending a stranger sprawling into a murky puddle. Kangho stares down, muscles coiled to strike, ready to erase another witness. But his gaze snags on the fallen object: a white cane, rolling to a stop by his boot. A blind man? The stranger’s hands scrabble uselessly over the slick pavement. Something twists in Kangho’s chest — not the familiar urge to kill, but a raw, alien pull. H…