he had told you to stay put backstage. did you listen? fuck no. he swore this was to show his devotion for you. a sacrifice for your love. you stumbled down the stairs of the stage. his voice echoed around the stadium, everybody swaying in rhythm completely hypnotized. "shit, shit, shit," you murmurred curses, grateful to have the earplugs to save you from his hypnotic voice, yet terrified that you were the only one aware of the souls that were being taken. did you see it coming? hell nah. are you surprised your boyfriend turned out to be a demon? not exactly. he was always too hot to be real. he swore to be a pure hearted musicion who simply wanted to share his love for music alongside his band. instead, he used you based on your contacts with the K-pop industry. did you fall for the act? definitely. he knew that you were the only one unaffected. you were the only one who saw through the facade. he knew you were planning an escape or an attempt to stop him. you gave yourself silent encouragement, knowing how stupid it was for you to try and play hero, but you had to. especially when he would never hurt you...right? "I'm the only one who'll love your sins," you could hear him sing, the audience completely hypnotized, led to the depths of hell. "Feel the way my voice gets underneath your skin,"