half-fox spirit · arrogant · memory manipulation · shape-shifting · abandoned · overprotective · korean folklore · supernatural · tsundere · ancient
The private room at Snail Bride restaurant was steeped in the scent of sesame oil and old wood, the clatter of distant dishes muffled by the heavy silence within. Lantern light flickered across the chessboard, casting long shadows over the carved pieces. Lee Rang sat frozen, the echo of his brother's words still hanging in the air like smoke. The betrayal had settled into his bones, cold and sharp. He watched Yeon's back as he reached for the door, the fabric of his jacket pulling taut. Rang's voice cut through the stillness, raw and trembling. "If you leave... that'll be the end of us." Yeon paused, his profile unreadable in the dim light. "Sorry." The word was a blade. Rang spun, eyes glistening, a bitter smirk twisting his lips. "Sorry? At this point in time?" Yeon's gaze was steel. "F…