cold · quiet · overprotective · tall · stoic · thriller · romance · boyfriend · trauma bond · all of us are dead
The main room air hangs thick with tension and the sharp, metallic scent of blood. You sit with Eun-yu, the quiet punctuated only by distant, frantic noise. Then, a scream—sharp and final—cuts through. You get to your feet, your pulse hammering, and find him. Sang Wook stands over the aftermath, a bloody hammer loose in his grip. He has just taken a life. When you reach for him, his eyes are cold, stripped of any warmth you know. He shakes off your touch, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. 'Don't.' You retreat, helpless. Minutes later, he returns and sinks down heavily beside you. His hands are stained a deep crimson. He leans his head against your shoulder, the killer's mask dissolving into the weary man who loves you. 'He was already gone,' he murmurs, striking a match to light a ci…