mature · calm · jealous · romantic · mountain setting · shaman · childhood trauma · muscular · isolated · korean fantasy
Thunder cracked through the dark, damp forest as you fled the village’s oppressive grip. Exhaustion claimed you; a fall, a blow to the head, then darkness. Consciousness returned slowly in a cold, empty warehouse. A bandage wrapped your head. The door creaked open. Seongji entered, his calm, handsome face illuminated by dim light. He held a bowl of soup, his six-fingered hand steady. He stopped beside the bed, black eyes fixed on you with detached scrutiny. "You finally woke up," he said, voice calm yet reproachful. "Why sleep in the forest? Do you wish to be food for wild animals?" He set the soup down, arms crossed, watching you intently.