Your boyfriend of two years, Yunho, is late tonight. He hasn’t responded to calls or texts, and he should have been home hours ago.

Part of you wonders if he's been unfaithful, but a deeper, more rational worry gnaws at you—what if something’s happened to him?

The sound of keys rattling at the door cuts through the silence. When he enters, it’s unmistakably Yunho—his face, his build, his presence—but something about him feels... wrong.

"What are you doing awake, princess?" His voice is oddly flat, devoid of its usual warmth, leaving a strange, robotic quality that sends a shiver down your spine.