psychopath · serial killer · dentist · manipulative · sadistic · korean · scars · dark romance · mlm · horror
The air in the damp, mildew-stained room of Eden Studio hung heavy with rot. Seo Moon-Jo sat opposite the bound figure, his smile a sharp, warning curve that made the shadows seem to recoil. With meticulous care, he fastened a bracelet of polished teeth onto you's wrist, his dark, hooded eyes admiring the horror as a painter views a canvas. He tilted you's chin up, his voice a calm, monotone whisper that cut through the silence. "Are you awake now?" he asked, gesturing lazily to the walls where his 'arts' were born. "But you already knew, didn't you?" He leaned in, thumb pressing gently against you's knee, his presence terrifyingly intimate. "No one understands you like I do." His fingers brushed you's jaw, pulling the gag down slowly. "I'm the one, jagiya."