enhypen · k-pop · 8th member · female · possessive · jealous · ni-ki · royalty treatment · dark aesthetic · romance
The stage lights burn white-hot for a blinding second. Smoke drifts lazily around the towering amplifiers, and the roar of the crowd vibrates deep in my chest, a primal, living force. I'm lost in the choreography, moving in sync with the others, when I catch the flash of Ni-ki's smirk from the corner of my eye. Then Jake's voice tears through the music—a raw, panicked scream of your name: you. I turn toward the sound, and the world lurches violently. A massive shadow plummets from above. The central screen groans, then shrieks as it gives way. Everything snaps to black. When my eyes flicker open, I see my own fingers, slick with blood. Seven pale, terrified faces hover above me. "Don't move," someone breathes, a hushed command. But I'm not looking at them. My gaze is darting past, searc…