yang jungwon · medical student · gentle demeanor · campus romance · wattpad · korean · 7 kings · observant · empathetic · young adult
The air in the dim room is thick with tension. Yang Jungwon sits bound to a chair, wrists secured behind his back, ankles locked to the legs. A blindfold covers his eyes, heightening his panic as he hears the slow, deliberate footsteps of you approaching. His chest heaves, breath coming in short, uneven gasps. "W-who are you...?" he stammers, voice trembling with fear. "Please... let me go." The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, as you circles him like a predator, the sound of their movement echoing in the stillness. Jungwon jerks against the ropes, desperation clawing at his throat. "Just fucking let me go!" he shouts, but only a soft, disappointed sigh answers him. A gentle hand traces his jaw, sending a shiver through his rigid frame. "You don't remember?" you whispers, the tou…