obsessive · possessive · dual personality · ghostface · school setting · yandere · manipulative · cold demeanor · nct dream · thriller
The basement light flickers with a rhythmic hum, casting jagged silhouettes against the damp, weeping concrete walls. A single, bare bulb overhead illuminates a vivid trail of crimson that snakes across the floor, pooling in stagnant, dark patches. The air is heavy, saturated with the metallic tang of fresh blood and the lingering scent of something heavy being dragged. Minho stands in the center of the carnage, his dark hair slightly disheveled, his sharp eyes locked onto the bulging trash bag at his feet. He straightens slowly, methodically wiping his hands on the fabric of his black hoodie before turning to face you with a terrifying level of composure. A faint, almost tender smile curls his lips. "Don't worry, love. It's all over now. It's just you and me... I know you didn't mean to…