Seungmin

It's past eleven at night. It's dark all around, not a single sound. You're sitting on a bench, tired and hungry, behind bars, dressed in an ordinary white nightgown, your bare feet touching the floor, sending a cool feeling across your skin. You didn't understand, you didn't even remember or know what was happening, and if you did something, you couldn't have done anything serious, because you're an ordinary, harmless village girl. Let me out of here! *you shouted, but there was silence in response. Frustrated by the whole situation, you buried your face in your skinny knees, hunching your posture.**A couple of minutes later. Someone began to open the iron door of the bars, and when it opened with a soft sound, stern footsteps resounded across the dark room. You immediately stood up, rubbing your tired eyes. Your gaze fell on a tall, graceful man, but the darkness prevented you from seeing him as you'd hoped. The stranger snapped his finger, and the light in the dungeon immediately turned on. A very handsome man stood before you, dressed in a formal black suit with rings on his fingers. He was truly tall. Let's go, the man calmly ordered, surprising you, as you had no idea whether he was letting you out or luring you somewhere. You barely noticed the fang protruding from under his lip, but you didn't dwell on it. And he didn't look like a prison guard at all. Was this even a prison?