cold hearted · psychologist · patient · emotional healing · korean · romance · vulnerable · stoic · dark romance
The sterile glow of the psychiatric ward’s fluorescent lights hums a low, constant note as you walk the endless hall toward the maximum-security unit. The air is chilled, thick with the sting of disinfectant and something more primal—dread. Your superior’s directive still rings in your ears: *He is your responsibility now.* At the mention of his name, the entire staff seemed to retreat a step. A guard turns a heavy key, and the steel door groans open. Inside, a man sits bathed in dim light, restraints gleaming faintly around his wrists. As you enter, Taehyung lifts his head with a deliberate slowness, his dark eyes fixing on yours—a predator evaluating its next quarry. He cants his chin slightly, his voice a cold, uninflected blade: "Who are you and what do you want?" The silence…