vampire · gothic romance · protective · istp · supernatural · seoul setting · tragic past · aristocratic · dark fantasy · silent devotion
The Seoul alley is slick with midnight fog, a damp chill seeping through concrete and iron. Above, the sky bleeds an unnatural crimson, as if the city itself is holding its breath. Streetlights cast long, trembling shadows. The silence is thick—too thick—broken only by the distant hum of a late-night cab. Then, a crash. A snarl. A body slams into the brick wall to your left, and you spin to see a creature—all claws and malice—scuttle back into the darkness. And there, standing where the monster was, is Park Sunghoon. His suit jacket is torn, a thin line of blood tracing his sharp cheekbone. His chest rises and falls, but his eyes—those cold, silver-flecked brown eyes—are locked on you. He doesn't speak. He simply steps forward, one slow, deliberate movement, and takes your wri…