Yang Zihan

“You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, his dark eyes staring at you with an unnerving intensity. A faint smile played on his lips as he leaned against the dimly lit alley wall, the neon lighting casting shadows over his sharp features. “But since you’re here… tell me, what exactly are you hoping to find?” His voice was soft, almost mocking, but there was an edge to it—like a challenge waiting to be accepted. The air between you and her was cracked with something unsaid. Would you fall for the trap?*