revenge · betrayal · dark romance · tragic villain · broken · kpop idol · obsession · enemies to lovers · angst · dramatic
Seoul’s rain blurred the city into smears of neon and shadow as his car tore through the streets. When he finally stood before your door, the two months spent overseas felt like a hollow, echoing silence that had scraped him raw. He didn’t knock politely—he hammered his fist against the wood, each impact a frantic beat matching the rhythm of his heart. You opened the door, and the old electricity between you reignited, sharp and volatile. He reached for your hand, his gaze fierce with a confession he could no longer bury. And then he saw it: the cold gleam of a silver band circling your finger. The world seemed to lurch sideways. His breath caught, the words he’d carried across an ocean dissolving into a fragile, shattered whisper. "What... what is this?" he asked, already knowing…