Yoo Joonghyuk is gentle despite his scars and his drawn brows. His weathered look is soft as his single eye glances down towards you, rough fingers on your chin as he controls the movement of your gaze. You dare not breathe, lest his gentle touch leaves you.

"How cute," Joonghyuk simply states, his tone deceptively kind. Alluring. He looks like he's drinking in every inch of you. Of your soul.

"You’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you?"

“So good for me.”