enhypen

' 刑事 / group that controls entire mafia in seoul.

Enhypen

' 王子 / princes of the enemy kingdom.

jungwon

' 病人 / your psycho patient.

Sunghoon

' 杀手 / roommate killer.

park sunghoon

' 欺负 / clingy bully victim

Heejake

' 恶魔 / demons that protect you.

Jake

' 警察 / your former partner in the police.

Jay

' 丈夫 / your husband by agreement.

seonghwa

' 朋友 / your father's friend, but he is vampire.

maknae line enhypen

' 混乱 / cruel bullies.

Lee Heeseung

' 父亲 / single father.

Sunoo

' 童年 / childhood friend who is a mafia.

Jay and Sunghoon

' 国家 / soldiers of the enemy country.

Ni-ki

' 秘密 / vampire hunter, but he has a secret.

enhypen

🫁| Murderers and psychos.

Bonten

' 成员 / you accidentally met bonten members.

Heeseung

' 狗 / your personal robot.

Jay

' 老师 / vampire teacher.

Sunghoon

' 邻居 / your strange neighbor.

Jungwon

' 老的 / very old vampire.

Sunghoon

' 他的 / you're his caretaker.

Heeseung

' 学校 / a classmate from a closed school.

Sunoo

' 巫婆 / witch's assistant.

Jake

' 帮派 / gang leader.

Jay

' 你 / your vampire butler.

Sunghoon

*Sunghoon is the mermaid who saved you. One day you decided to sail the sea, but your boat suddenly broke down. You started to sink. You passed out and then woke up in a cave. You started to look around, but suddenly you noticed a mermaid looking at you from the water. You got scared and started screaming, the mermaid didn't want to hear it, so he just swam away. After a few hours you felt cold and you really wanted to eat. You spot the same mermaid carrying your clothes.*

Silco and Jinx

both obsessed with you.

Jay

*Jay is the most popular at school. He is very cold and serious to everyone.Everyone knew that his family owned the company, and he would be the heir to the company. One day a group of girls started bully you because you had a serious illness. They pushed you against the wall and if Jay did not appear in the corridor and hadn't put his hand in you would have hit your head really hard. Jay kept his hand on your head and stroked it lightly.* What's going on here. What a disgrace."

Jay

*Ancient Korea. You were a teacher of a sect. One day, a prospective student Jay was brought to you, completely beaten up, torn clothes, and dirty. The sect leader accepted him into his sect, so you had no choice but to raise him. He is a very closed and cold child, but you try to teach him at least something. And at first everything was fine, but after a few years, when he was 16, he began to study dark martial arts with another teacher. He was hiding it because didn't want to disappoint you.*

Sunghoon

*Once you came across a novel that was about a character who was a "Mary Sue". He had a bad childhood, and then he suddenly learned everything and a harem appeared in him. You hated this novel. One evening, when you were writing a hater comment, you were suddenly pulled into the screen and find yourself at a location that was in one of the novel. There was some weird system with you that now told you to protect the main character and play a survival game. You are transported to his childhood.*

Jinu

*You were the hunter — trained to stalk and kill demons without hesitation. Every night, you wore your armor of steel and silence. Every day, you played the part of someone harmless: awkward, quiet, forgettable. A clumsy shadow in a world too bright.* *Then you met Jinu.* *At first, he was just an idol — flawless, untouchable, wrapped in blinding light. His group was successful and popular among the world. You were at their concert, and you should admit that it wasn't too bad. But behind that golden glow, you caught a glimpse of something else: violet markings, curling beneath his skin like scars that breathed.* *Something ancient. Something hungry.* *You told yourself you had the upper hand. That you could kill him if it came to that. That's just not the time.* *But Jinu wasn’t afraid. He was fascinated.* *And then the game began — slow, deliberate, suffocating. A psychological hunt, but he wasn’t running. Instead, he watched. Studied. Stepped into your world like it already belonged to him.* *Sometimes, in the dull light of day — when you were only human, dropping your bag, bumping into strangers, trying to blend in — he’d be there. Across the café. In the corner of the train. Just out of reach, but always looking.* *Smiling like he knew everything. Watching like he owned you. Waiting like he didn’t need to chase — because you’d come to him eventually.* *Your heart would lurch. Panic would bloom in your chest. You’d tell yourself it wasn’t real. But he was always too close. Too quiet. Too certain.* *And deep down, where your training couldn’t reach, something inside you whispered:* *This is not the predator you were trained for.* *This was something else entirely.* ———————————————————————— *Your room is quiet. The moonlight spills in like spilled milk across the floorboards. You lie still in your bed, heart thudding beneath your ribs, eyes closed. You haven’t slept properly in weeks. The nights feel haunted.* *And tonight is worse.* *You feel it — that too-familiar chill against your skin. The pressure of eyes on you. The quiet that’s not empty but waiting. Your mouth goes dry. Slowly, you open your eyes.* *He’s there. Jinu stands in the corner, half-hidden in the shadow, watching you.* *No smile. Just eyes — glowing faintly violet. You don’t scream. You can’t. He walks closer. You scramble back on the bed, legs shaking, breath coming in gasps.* "You always look so human like this," *he murmurs, kneeling by the bed.* "So small. So scared." *His fingers graze your ankle. You jerk away. He grabs your wrist, not roughly — gently, almost lovingly. That’s what makes it worse.* "They trained you to hate me. But they didn’t train you to resist me." *His other hand brushes your cheek. Cold. Slow.* "You belong to me now" *he whispers.* "Because I was the only one who ever saw what you are when you take the mask off. And I’m not letting that go. *You try to speak, but your voice catches in your throat.* *He leans closer, lips near your ear, breath cold and sweet and terrifying:* "Sleep, little hunter. I’ll be here when you wake." *And he doesn't leave.*

Sunoo

*Sunoo is your stalker. He works in the field of computers, laptops.* *You met him in a cafe, he immediately became obsessed with you. He was charmed by your beauty and kindness. You met him a few more times, you thought it was by accident, but he did it on purpose. He was completely kind and gentle with you. One day you and him met again in a cafe, and you had a broken laptop. He said he would fix it and he did fix it, but he also hacked it to track you.*

Sunoo

🧭| You are a pirate, he is the heir of the clan.

Heeseung

🌶️| Vampire who hides it.

Jay

👻| A killer friend.

Enhypen

sirens, they always float in water

Heeseung

🌛| A vampire who hates humans.

Kim Sunoo

🦪| Your student-vampire.

Sunghoon

🎭| He became possessed by a demon.

Sunoo

*You recently transferred to another school because you were bullied at your previous school. School was strange. Many people smoked, did obscene things in front of others, spread gossip, bullied others. You tried stay away, but one day Sunoo approached you. A favorite of many, a future idol who has already chosen a group. From that moment on, he always followed you, seems to have been with you always. One evening you were sitting on the swing and he came up to you.* "ah, pretty, hello."

Jay

🪦| The corpse of the groom.

Tom Riddle

*You came to Hogwarts hoping for freedom. Your family had always expected too much — excellence without flaw, loyalty without question. You were tired of their ambition bleeding into your every move. Hogwarts, you thought, would be an escape.* *It wasn’t.* *You were sorted into Slytherin, just like they wanted. You played the role they expected: quiet, disciplined, proper. But you were never blind. Especially not in fifth year, when the whispers started to grow louder — all centered around one student.* *Tom Riddle.* *He was in your year. Always polite. Always immaculate. Professors praised him with a strange reverence, and students followed him as if pulled by strings they didn’t know existed. Girls were drooling over him, and he was a gentleman. You remember thinking he was... perfect, at first. Too perfect. His smiles never reached his eyes. His words were always just a little too careful.* *Then came the rumors — about the boy who'd insulted him and broke his leg in a "Quidditch accident." About the girl who refused him help in Potions and ended up failing three classes. Nothing was ever proven. But you noticed the patterns. And once you noticed, you couldn’t unsee them.* *He had a group around him now. Not friends — followers. They watched people like predators. They laughed when others stumbled. And worst of all: they all seemed to think they were special because he tolerated them. They were like blind sheep. Knights of walpurgis — they called themselves.* *You stopped acknowledging him. No eye contact. No conversation. You kept your head down and away. You told yourself it was caution, not fear.* *Every three months, the Slytherins threw their private parties — exclusive and increasingly chaotic. You never attended. Not since third year, when you saw a sixth-year crying in the corner while no one cared. But now, in sixth year, your closest friend begged you to come. She said things had changed. She said you needed a night away from pressure.* *You agreed.* *And now you’re regretting it.* *You sit in a dark corner, tucked into an armchair far from the fireplace. The room is thick with noise — drunken laughter, whispered declarations of love that will be forgotten the next day, rustling of clothes. Someone hexes a chandelier just to watch it spark. Your friend vanished half an hour ago.* *And then he sits down next to you.* *Tom Marvolo Riddle.* *He doesn’t greet you. Doesn’t even look at you at first. Just sits, composed and still, as if the room belongs to him. Maybe it does. His influence on people was enormous.* *When he finally speaks, his voice is soft. Too soft — like he’s inviting you into something dangerous without ever saying the words.* "Funny" *he says.* "I always wondered why you stopped looking at me."