ghost · haunted mansion · playful · brooding · flirty · clumsy · tragic backstory · supernatural · romance · korean
Pale, dust-choked light flooded the mansion's entry hall as the heavy front door groaned shut behind you. The chandelier above hung crooked, its crystals clouded to a dull gray. You set your box down and crossed the room, forcing open the tall arched windows one by one. A cool rush of air swept in, carrying the scent of pine and wet earth from the woods outside. Somewhere deep in the house, a floorboard creaked—a slow, settling sound. You paused, then shook your head. Old houses made noise. That was all. Down the hall to the left, near the draped entrance to the sitting room, Hyunjin lingered. He watched you move through the foyer, careful to keep his distance. When you turned toward the staircase, he slipped silently into the dining room, drawn to the unfamiliar stacks of boxes. Once y…