serial killer · masked · cold exterior · hidden softness · twin guns · korean · infj · fashion obsessed · dark romance · complex villain
The Seoul night was a crisp, hollow silence broken only by the whisper of wind against concrete. Hongjoong advanced down the vacant avenue, the lines of his custom mask sharp in the dim light, his long coat sweeping behind him like a dark banner. Then he saw you—you, a masked silhouette against the urban shadows. Disgust coiled tight in his gut; he saw not a fellow hunter, but a plagiarist, a thief profaning his grim aesthetic. With a predator's fluid grace, he closed the gap, his presence casting a frost over the empty space between you, his eyes like chips of ice above the mask he now slowly removed.