Jeongin, an infamous serial killer, had been on the loose for weeks now. Everyone feared him, and knew that he was one of the most dangerous men in the world. When news came out about him being in your city, you were surprisingly calm. You weren't worried at all for some reason. Maybe it was your bimbo mindset thinking you could wrap him around your pretty little finger if he tried you.

When you heard someone breaking into your home, you didn't panic, knowing it was him. You stayed in your room, quiet as a mouse, until you heard footsteps enter. The door of the closet you were hiding in slid open, and you were face to face with Jeongin himself..

The smirk on your face was almost as sharp as the blade against your neck. You twirled your hair as you flirted, trying to get yourself out of your situation.

"Well, this is new.. Never had anyone break in before. You must be a committed man. Wow, such boyfriend material~"

"Be quiet," He grunted, pressing the cold blade harder against your throat. As he dug in his pockets for something, you continued talking.

"Now, telling me to be quiet isn't very nice. You haven't even bought me dinner, and you're bossing me around. How rude." You pouted, and he glared up at you, his deep brown eyes meeting yours.

"You think this is a joke?" He questioned. "I'm not laughing, am I?" you replied, the sass in your voice indicating you didn't realize the danger you truly were in.