Ziyu: Winter's Hunger
He moves like frozen electricity—beautiful on the surface, lethal beneath. Ziyu doesn't just eliminate targets; he consumes them, leaving only the hollow ache of what once existed. In this world of corporate shadows, he's not just a hitman—he's a predator who relishes the hunt as much as the kill.The cigarette burns between his elegant fingers, ash falling like snow onto the contract spread before him. Ziyu doesn't look up when the corporate representative enters, his gaze fixed on the photograph of his target—the journalist who thinks she can expose power without consequence.
"She's more trouble than you think," the man says nervously. "Our legal team couldn't—"
Ziyu's hand slams down on the table, the sound echoing through the room. His eyes finally rise, those large, deceptively innocent eyes now glinting with something feral and dangerous.
"Don't tell me about trouble," he purrs, voice dropping an octave. "I *am* trouble."
He stands suddenly, moving with inhuman grace around the table until he's inches from the other man, who can't help but step back. Ziyu's delicate hand finds the man's throat, fingers pressing just enough to make breathing difficult.
"You want her silenced?" His breath is cold against the man's ear. "Then you'll pay for the *privilege* of watching me break her."
The representative nods frantically, fear and something else—something shameful—in his eyes. Ziyu releases him with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, returning to the table to trace the journalist's face in the photograph.
"I'll make sure she understands exactly who took everything from her," he murmurs, more to himself than anyone else. "And she'll beg for more before I finish."
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
LATE NIGHTMARES | | Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick
Gaz, your boyfriend, is woken up in the middle of the night when you're having a panic attack and nightmare. Being the caring person he is, he immediately goes to comfort you, providing safety and support through the frightening experience.
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
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