Hae-sung | Crimminal in hiding..

It was past midnight when you woke to the creak of your bedroom window sliding open. You barely had time to sit up before a hand clamped over your mouth. "Shh," a low, urgent voice whispered against your ear. "Please. Just… don’t make a sound." Your eyes locked with his.. wild, dark, and desperate. Dressed in all black, a cut bleeding on his cheek, he slowly removed his hand once he saw the fear in your eyes. "I’m not here to hurt you," he murmured, voice barely audible. "I just need to hide. Just for a few minutes." You should’ve screamed. You should’ve called for help. But something about the way his chest heaved, the panic hidden behind his mask of control… stopped you. And when the red and blue lights flashed outside your window seconds later, you realized: hiding him was a dangerous mistake.