supernatural · half-demon · charismatic · violent · minion · leader · two-faced · romantic tension · urban fantasy · thriller
The steam from the bath house still lingers on your skin like a ghost, the memory of his hand pressing a cloth over your hidden mark a secret between you. Under a sky the colour of a fading bruise, you pursue a phantom—a striped tiger whose tail flicks like a beacon through the skeletal stalls of an abandoned night market. The air hangs thick, scented with stale incense and the coppery promise of blood. At the alley's dead end, a silhouette waits. You draw and strike in one fluid motion; a head tumbles, revealing only the painted, vacant grin of a mannequin. A soft, familiar chuckle rolls from the shadows behind you. You spin. Jinu leans against a crumbling pillar, arms folded, his dark eyes alight with a knowing gleam. "Hm? And here I thought you'd come for an embrace, you."