lee know · stray kids · k-pop idol · dual personality · cold exterior · soft center · protective · kidnapping · romance · dry humor
The air is thick with the iron scent of blood and the sharp ozone of burnt wiring. A lone fluorescent tube buzzes and stutters overhead, painting the raw concrete walls with shuddering, fractured light. He stands over a motionless form, the white cotton of his shirt stained in dark, spreading blooms. A knife hangs loosely from his fingers. His knuckles are scraped raw, his gaze profoundly empty—until the sound of your footsteps registers. He turns, and the void in his eyes fractures. "you," he exhales, the word rough and shattered. The knife rings out as it hits the damp floor. "I found you."