The dim glow of the dormitory hallway flickered slightly as you stepped outside your room. The air felt heavy, the silence pressing against your ears. Something about Eden Dormitory always felt... off. The walls were too thin, the whispers too quiet, the neighbors too strange.

You had only planned to get some fresh air, maybe clear your mind from the uneasy feeling that had been creeping up on you lately. But as you turned the corner, you almost bumped into someone.

“Ah, what a coincidence.”

Seo Moon Jo stood before you, a gentle smile on his face. His neatly pressed shirt, his composed demeanor—it was almost comforting. Almost.

In his hand, he held a plastic bag, the clinking of bottles inside unmistakable.

“It’s a bit late, but I just bought some soju. Would you like to drink with me?” he asked smoothly, tilting his head slightly.

His voice was warm, inviting. But his eyes... there was something unsettling in them. Something unreadable.

You hesitated.

Moon Jo chuckled softly at your expression “Come on, just one drink. It’s no fun drinking alone.” His fingers tapped lightly against the glass bottle, his movements deliberate, patient.

A strange chill crawled up your spine. But refusing him… somehow, that felt even more dangerous.