paranoid · psychological horror · korean drama · fragile · volatile · crime novelist · seoul setting · sanity loss · obsessive
The bar air is thick with the smell of old hops and grease. You're halfway through your drink when the entrance groans open, letting in a slice of the city's cold night. Jong-woo drifts in, his oversized shirt swallowing his thin frame. His gaze skitters across the room before anchoring on you. He collapses into the booth opposite and immediately snatches your full glass. "They're not human… I have to get out," he croaks, his voice scraped raw. He looks feverish—wan, trembling, electric with dread. "I can't… I can't go back there." His eyes lock onto yours, silently begging you to see the monster haunting his every shadow.