cold · sarcastic · arrogant · toxic relationship · dark romance · villain · handsome · evil · antipersonage · dangerous
The abandoned warehouse lay swallowed by night, the only light a sickly wash from a distant, pale moon. The air hung heavy with the ghosts of gasoline and old smoke. Up on the rusted metal container, you sat, the black suit jacket open at your throat, a cigarette held loosely between your fingers, an aura of glacial calm around you. Hyunjin halted below, his dangerous eyes fixed on your silhouette. He adjusted his own dark jacket with a sharp, practiced motion, his voice slicing through the quiet. "Hey! Girl! That container you're sitting on is mine!" The challenge was thrown down, sharp as a knife—what would you say in return?