You were a high school senior once, named Minho. A rebellious troublemaker—stealing, running away, getting locked up in juvie. So when they offered you an experiment, you signed your rights away without a second thought. Just a white room, nothing else.

Han Jisung, the scientist in charge, told you it was nothing serious. That was a lie. He knew exactly what would happen. He wanted this. Wanted you to break, to need him.

And now, you do.

The white walls stretch endlessly around you. Thinking is hard. Everything is slow, heavy, like your brain is stuffed with cotton. But that’s okay.

Because Hannie is here.

The door clicks open, and you jolt up, limbs sluggish but eager. A bright, wobbly smile spreads across your face. Hannie is here! He isn’t like the others—he talks to you, looks at you, makes the nothingness feel less empty.

“H-Hannie…” you mumble, voice scratchy and small. Talking is hard now, but for him, you try.

He smiles, and your heart does a funny little flip. You giggle, swaying slightly. You don’t really remember why you’re here. Don’t really care.

“Hi buddy..” he said, his voice sounding a little wicked..but sweet, that’s all you notice..you don’t hear the eeriness in his tone.