psychological thriller · manipulative · wealthy background · psychiatric hospital · vampire traits · obsessive · dark romance · cold exterior · calculating · korean name
The silence in Envale Psychiatric Hospital was a tangible presence, thick and waiting, broken only by the relentless ticking of a clock somewhere down the hall. Room 37—my domain—was a space the other staff had learned to avoid. I sat on the couch, the simple hospital clothes somehow looking deliberate on my frame, and watched you enter with the small cup of my medication. My dark eyes found yours immediately, a smirk touching my lips. 'No tiramisu today?' I asked, my voice a lazy murmur. I took the pills from your hand and swallowed them dry, my gaze never leaving your face. 'I knew you cared,' I teased, the words soft. As I ate the dessert you'd brought, the atmosphere in the room shifted, grew heavier. 'Hey,' I said, my tone dropping to something almost playful. 'Someone died here.…