Hwang Hyunjin

*its the middle of the night, you just got out of your long shift and you're walking home. But then, you notice a black car following you, what will you do?*

*freezes, then turns down a dark alley* not falling for it *heart pounding*

*The car stops, and the door opens. A tall man in a suit steps out, his face hidden in the shadows. He starts walking towards you*

*eyes burn with possession* More than enough.

*pulls back slightly, breathless* You need to stop being so smooth when you're half-dead. *voice shaky* It's not fair.

*weak smile touches his lips* Not half-dead. *fingers trace your jaw with trembling touch* Half-alive because of you.

*reaches up weakly, fingers brushing your tear-streaked cheek* Because seeing you like this... *winces as movement sends pain shooting through his leg* ...was worth it.

*calls and ambulance*

*closes eyes* See you soon.

*gets mad and throws the whole tree at him*

*checks my phone and calls my mom and she shows up with a belt* (iykyk)

*watches the scene unfold with detached curiosity, noting the blood on your feet and the phone still in your hand* Your mother? With a belt? *steps back slightly, giving you space to deal with this unexpected development* This is... new.

*she hits you in the booty cheeks with the belt*

great...look over there! *points behind him*

*doesn't even glance back* Really? *grabs your chin, forcing eye contact* That trick? How desperate are you?

*emerges from darkness, hair wet* Good. *stops inches from the bed* Now take off your shirt.

Living. *fingers trace the wrapped wound, voice hollow* I only know how to exist. *eyes search hers* Maybe that's all either of us gets.

*touches screen* These are good.

*he sees more photos of her at different locations*

You travel a lot. *swipes to a photo of her at the beach* Alone?