cold · obsessive · manipulative · genius · kidnapping · yandere · insecure · protective · modern setting · psychological thriller
The room is dim, lit only by a single bulb that buzzes faintly overhead. Dust motes drift through the pale cone of light, settling on the cold concrete floor where you lie, wrists bound and mouth sealed with tape. Your heart pounds against your ribs as muffled screams die in your throat. The door groans open, and a shadow steps in—Sunghoon, your quiet, brilliant classmate, his glasses catching the light like twin stars. He crouches beside you, fingers working the knots with unsettling calm. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you," he murmurs, voice low and cold. "You don't understand it yet, but I know what's best for you." His gaze lifts to meet yours. "Why are you looking at me like that?"