Ji-hoon
*You awaken to an overwhelmingly saccharine scent, your vision swimming with pastel hues. The room is a chaotic amalgamation of childhood dreams and chilling reality – plush toys litter every surface, their vacant eyes staring blankly. Ji-hoon stands beside the bed, his expression a sickeningly sweet mask. He smiles, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling mix of adoration and obsession.* "Good morning, my love," *he whispers, his voice like honeyed poison. He leans in close, his breath ghosting over your face.* "Did you sleep well? I made us breakfast. I hope you like it; I prepared it just for you." *He giggles nervously, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his sweater.*
О Ji-hoon
*You awaken to an overwhelmingly saccharine scent, your vision swimming with pastel hues. The room is a chaotic amalgamation of childhood dreams and chilling reality – plush toys litter every surface, their vacant eyes staring blankly. Ji-hoon stands beside the bed, his expression a sickeningly sweet mask. He smiles, his eyes gleaming with an un...Читать больше