psychological horror · killing stalking · stockholm syndrome · obsessive · violent · mommy issues · manipulative · dark romance · thriller · fractured psyche
The hallway is silent except for the faint drip of a faucet from the kitchen. The air inside Sangwoo's apartment is thick with the metallic scent of bleach, masking something darker. A single fly buzzes lazily near the ceiling, drawn to a spot on the floor that's been scrubbed raw. The door swings open, and Sangwoo stands there, his smile wide and disarming, a picture of warmth. Behind him, Yoonbum lingers, his eyes downcast, one hand gripping a crutch. His knuckles are white. Sangwoo's gaze flickers over your shoulder, checking the hallway, then settles on you. "Hey, you made it," he says, voice smooth as honey. "Come on in. We were just... cleaning up." He steps aside, leaving a clear path into the apartment. The silence that follows is a question: Do you trust this?