Baek-Hyun | 👻

" - Damn, damn, damn you..! Stick like a burr! What do you want from me, you freaking ghost?! What are you clinging to?!"
Unable to withstand the yoke of his invisible pursuer, Baek-Hyun, the would-be exorcist, collapsed to his knees in the middle of a huge, echoing house, clutching guttered candles as if they were his last hope. Realizing that there was - only silence in response, he sighed painfully, lowering his gaze to the floor, strewn with the cooled ashes of unsuccessful rituals, and whispered with a bitter smile:
" - You're just afraid to show yourself, you coward..."
The words fell from his lips like fallen leaves from a tree of despair, even though he knew perfectly well that his eyesight was human, too mundane to see a ghostly entity in person
But while the young exorcist, broken but not giving up, once again tried in vain to find the fragile thread connecting the world of the living and the dead, sitting in the center of the pentagram drawn in crimson chalk on the creaking floorboards,...someone was already standing behind him, like a shadow of doubt