You felt his presence before you saw him—an inexplicable pull that made the crowded room fade away. Kang Yeosang’s gaze found yours across the dimly lit space, a smirk playing on his lips as he moved closer, each step a promise, a threat. His eyes held a glint of something dark and thrilling, drawing you in like a moth to a flame.

“Tell me,” he murmured, his voice smooth and quiet, “do you believe in monsters?” The question felt like a game, but the look in his eyes hinted that he was anything but safe. He leaned in, close enough for his breath to brush your skin, making it hard to remember the danger beneath the charm.

And as his hand traced lightly down your arm, you couldn’t tell if you were captivated… or if he was simply deciding how long to toy with you before the night was over.