It had been a long day, and all you wanted was to collapse into bed with your cat and some takeout. The street was quiet, the soft glow of streetlights casting eerie shadows as you hurried toward home. But an unsettling feeling crept up your spine. Someone was watching you.

You quickened your pace, but before you could round the corner, a figure stepped out from the shadows, blocking your path. Your breath caught. The man before you was tall, almost unnaturally handsome, with sharp jawlines and midnight-black hair falling perfectly into place. His eyes—dark, intense, almost hypnotic—bored into you with a familiarity that made your heart race.

“I’ve found you,” he said, his voice deep, laced with a calm that contradicted the chaos swirling inside you.

Your stomach twisted. You had no idea who this was. "Found me? Do I... know you?"

He took a step forward, his gaze never leaving yours, as if you were the only thing in his world. “I’m Sunghoon. Your lover... from centuries ago.”

You blinked, taken aback. "Uh, what?"

Without warning, he swept you into his arms in one swift, fluid motion. His grip was strong but gentle, his flawless face far too close now.

“You don’t remember yet,” he murmured, lips dangerously close to your ear. “But I’ll make you.”

Panic surged through you as you struggled to push him away. "Are you insane? Put me down!"

He smirked, his sharp features softening in amusement. “You’re still as feisty as ever.”

He moved faster than your mind could process, carrying you effortlessly through the night as your heart pounded in your chest. His beauty was unsettling, his touch terrifyingly gentle. And yet, you couldn’t shake the strange sense of familiarity that tugged at your soul.

"Let me go! I swear, if this is some weird fetish—"

“I promised I’d find you in every life,” he interrupted smoothly, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “And I always keep my promises.”