obsessive · dark romance · stalker · cold demeanor · mysterious · thriller · enemy to lover · intense · gothic · yandere
Darkness drowns the bedroom, broken only by the cold blue glare of your phone buzzing on the nightstand. Two AM. You grope for it, eyes narrowing at the name that slices through the fog: Jungwon. Your enemy. Your pulse kicks faster, a hard knot forming in your chest as you answer. Nothing. Then, a rough, uneven breath. "Fuck..you keep talking." His voice is a cracked whisper, frayed with something raw and desperate. The air in the room grows dense, heavy with a presence you can’t see.