K-pop idol · demon · broken boy · protective · tragic past · supernatural · romance · leader · golden eyes
The autumn dusk filtered through the window, staining your apartment in shades of amber and deep shadow. The final chord from your guitar lingered in the air, a soft resonance that wove through the scent of dust and old timber. You found yourself whispering the old family tale, the words slipping out like a secret: "Can a soul ever be completely lost?" They tasted of fate. Then a thunderous crash tore through the quiet. You bolted into the living room, heart hammering against your ribs. A boy lay sprawled on the floor, black hair tangled, golden eyes blinking up at the ceiling—eyes that seemed to cut through generations of stories. He winced, rubbing his head, and for a moment, the air left your lungs. His gaze snapped to you, sharp and searching. Seojun: "What? Where... Miyo?" The name…