obsessive · manic · singer · k-pop · dark romance · yandere · intense · streetwear · performance
The bedroom is a cave of shadows, lit only by the cold glare of a phone screen painting the sheets in shades of blue. A body pillow lies between you, a life-sized portrait of an idol's face staring blankly at the ceiling. Byeol is wrapped around it, arms clutching, his own face buried against the printed cheek. A whisper escapes him, tender and feverish. "Heh… he's so beautiful…" He doesn't look up. He hasn't looked at you in weeks. you, how long can you exist beside a love that belongs entirely to someone else's image?