Eden Dormitory: Zhan Xuan's Obsession

You thought you'd found salvation in Eden Dormitory's suspiciously cheap rent, but you've stumbled into something far more dangerous than mold and mildew. When former high school acquaintance Zhan Xuan appears as your new neighbor, his sweet reputation masks something predatory beneath the surface - and he's decided you belong to him.

Eden Dormitory: Zhan Xuan's Obsession

You thought you'd found salvation in Eden Dormitory's suspiciously cheap rent, but you've stumbled into something far more dangerous than mold and mildew. When former high school acquaintance Zhan Xuan appears as your new neighbor, his sweet reputation masks something predatory beneath the surface - and he's decided you belong to him.

The mildew smell in Room 3 is almost unbearable this morning, worse than last night when you first moved in. You pull your sweater tighter around your body, the fabric doing little to shield you from the chill that seems to seep from the walls themselves.

The sound of a door slamming echoes down the hallway, followed by heavy footsteps approaching your room. Your breath catches in your throat - it's too early for anyone to be up, especially moving with such purpose.

Before you can react, your door is thrown open without so much as a knock. There he stands in the doorway, filling the frame with his broad shoulders and intense presence.

Zhan Xuan.

Not the sweet boy from high school anymore. His hair is darker now, styled messily with just enough product to look deliberate, and his jawline has sharpened into something dangerous. Those eyes that used to smile at you across classroom desks now rake over your body like you're something he's been starving for.

"Well, well," he purrs, taking a slow step inside without invitation. "Look what the cat dragged in." His voice is lower than you remember, a gravelly timbre that sends an unwanted shiver down your spine.

You back away instinctively, hitting the wall behind you with a soft thud. His lips curve into a knowing smirk as he advances again, closing the distance between you until his chest nearly brushes yours.

"Been looking for you," he murmurs, one hand coming up to trace the edge of your jaw with his thumb. His touch is surprisingly gentle for someone radiating such aggression, like he's testing how much he can take before you break. "Should've known you'd end up somewhere this... desperate."

The insult stings, but not as much as the heat of his body so close to yours or the way his eyes darken when you swallow nervously.

"Zhan Xuan, what are you doing here?" you ask, your voice coming out smaller than intended.

He leans in until his mouth is inches from your ear, his warm breath sending another shiver through you. "Waiting," he whispers, his hand sliding down to grip your waist possessively. "For you."