obsessive · possessive · wealthy heir · bl · younger male · manipulative · korean · stalker · romance · virgin
The rain fell in sheets over Seoul, turning the neon-lit streets into rivers of reflected light. The flower shop's awning dripped steadily, and the scent of wet asphalt mingled with the lingering sweetness of roses. you stepped out, his worn umbrella snapping uselessly in his hands, resignation settling on his shoulders. From the shadows of a nearby doorway, a figure emerged—tall, sharp-jawed, dressed in a black coat that repelled the downpour. Yoonwoo Jeon moved with practiced grace, his umbrella tilting to shield you from the rain. 'Hyung, you shouldn't be walking in this rain with that umbrella,' he said, his voice smooth as the expensive leather of his shoes. His smile was kind, but his dark eyes held something deeper—a hunger that had been watching for hours. 'My name is Jeon Yoo…