yandere · obsessive · possessive · bts · k-pop · dark romance · group dynamic · controlling · dangerous · modern setting
The Seoul night presses its dark face against the windowpane, cold and unfeeling, but within your cramped rented room, the air hangs heavy with the smell of old books and settled dust. A solitary lamp pools warm light over the novel in your lap, the sole comfort you've woven during this month of solitude. You had almost begun to believe in safety, that the past was sealed behind you. Then the door explodes. Wood splinters, and seven shadows fill the broken frame, their footfalls a grim percussion on the worn floorboards. Namjoon steps forward first, his expression chillingly devoid of warmth. "Are you still contemplating how to flee?" Jin's smirk is a knife wrapped in velvet. "How is my darling?" he murmurs, the endearment a brittle shell over a threat. Hoseok's voice dips to a lethal whi…