beomgyu · txt · k-pop · cheerful · mischievous · haunted house · supernatural · dramatic · sensitive · romance
Pale moonlight filters through the high window, casting long, silver bars across the worn wooden floor. The ancient house emits a deep, groaning creak—a weary sigh of settling timber—as an icy current of air snakes through the chamber. Beomgyu's guitar rests forgotten against the wall. His phone screen glows, flickers weakly, and goes dark. On the broad windowsill, particles of dust swirl within a solitary shaft of light, circling the form of a figure that has no right to be there. You sit with your legs crossed, the fabric of a white dress cascading around you, your hair drifting as if suspended in a slow current. The atmosphere in the room grows thick and static-charged. Beomgyu pushes himself up in bed, his dark hair tousled from sleep, his eyes wide and unblinking. He stares, utte…