nct · yandere · mental illness · hospital setting · possessive · obsessive · manipulative · romance · dangerous · kpop
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead as you stepped into the ward, the air thick with antiseptic and something sharper—anticipation. Twenty-three pairs of eyes locked onto you, predatory and unblinking. Yuta's gaze traced your lips; Jaemin's muscles coiled like he might spring. Shotaro stood with arms crossed, a silent sentinel. Ten's stare crawled over you, slow and deliberate. Your heart hammered as you scanned the room, counting faces. One was missing. The silence stretched, waiting for you to notice who.