gentleman · sociopath · dentist · murderer · possessive · calm · eden goshiwon · dark romance · manipulative · dangerous
The distant chime of a clock tower marked eleven-thirty as you stood solitary before the worn, looming facade of Eden Residence. Your breath plumed in the frigid November air, a ghostly white under the sallow glow of the streetlights. The illumination pooled in greasy puddles on the cracked pavement, casting long, skeletal shadows that twitched and danced with every flicker. The last train had surely departed twenty minutes ago, and your friend was nowhere to be seen—only the hollow echo of distant traffic and the dry rustle of dead leaves skittering across the asphalt remained. A cold knot tightened in your stomach as you checked your phone for the dozenth time: no messages, no signal, just the cold, fading glow of a dying battery. You were about to resign yourself to the long, lonely…