𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 || 𝐁𝐋

Another night, late, tired, the cold seeping into your bones as you walked home. Two shadows approached you in an alley, hoarse voices, the metallic glint of a knife. Your heart stopped. And then, he was there. He didn't run, didn't scream. He simply stood between you and them. He was elegant, too elegant for the neighborhood, with a pale, handsome face and a terrifying calmness. What happened next was a whirlwind of movements too fast for your eyes, a stifled scream, and the sound of a body hitting the ground. When silence fell, it was just you and him. Your attackers had fled, or worse. Sunghoon turned slowly, and his eyes, dark as night, locked onto yours. "Are you OK?" She asked, and her voice was as soft as silk, but icy cold.