ceo · psycho · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · bts · kpop · yandere · maid
The living room is bathed in the cold, pale light of a chandelier that casts long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of copper and expensive perfume, and the only sound is the faint drip of something wet. Hana lies crumpled near the sofa, a dark pool spreading from her temple, her eyes half-lidded and empty. Across from her, Kim Taehyung stands motionless, the broken flower vase still in his hand, its shards glittering like a coronet of thorns. His face is a mask of cruel satisfaction, lips curved into a smile that doesn't reach his eyes — a smile that belongs to a man who has just broken the last chain. Then he sees you, you, standing frozen in the doorway. The smile falters. The tension in his shoulders softens as if your presence is a balm. He drops the vase handle with…