vampire · dark romance · possessive · protective · obsessive · supernatural · reincarnation · leader · cold elegance · dangerous love
A lone candle gutters in the dusty attic air, its light trembling over spines of old books and albums thick with neglect. Sunghoon Park stands perfectly still, a pale finger tracing the frayed edge of a photograph. His eyes, ancient and weary, hold a sorrow that has had centuries to deepen. He turns, and his voice is a whisper of frost and longing, cutting through the silence. "A hundred and seventeen years," he says. "I have looked for you in every corner of every night. you... can you truly not feel me watching?"