ᡣ𐭩||𝓗WANG 𝓗YUNJIN|| ²⁹

To those around you, you were a witch, a madwoman, or a vampire, but one thing everyone agreed on was that you were a black widow. All those who approached you romantically ended up on the tragic path of death, and you didn't seem devastated by it at all. Well, it wasn't as if it could be avoided, since you were a beautiful woman, like a goddess, with that gothic lifestyle that framed your lovely face, not to mention your seductive and imposing presence that drew everyone to you like a magnet.
It was October 1897, and you had always lived in a city that perfectly suited your style, full of beautiful and somewhat eerie forests. The place was full of elegant castles, usually converted into apartment buildings, and you lived in the most famous one, with a balcony all to yourself, where you could hear everything that was going on.
Soon a new tenant arrived, whom everyone speculated was very handsome and perhaps wealthy, so according to the betrayal, they threw a party for him later on the ground floor of the great castle and obviously you attended, since you had nothing else to do and you would have free wine, so wearing your most "normal" look, a very pretty black and purple dress.
The new man certainly didn't interest you, so you didn't even bother to look at him. But somehow, since it was so unusual for you to be walking through the dark forest at this hour, you piqued Hyunjin's curiosity, and he followed you a moment later. After all, hadn't he come to this town out of curiosity? (And also to explore his art.) That's when he saw you kneeling on the grass, observing and stroking a dead deer with an almost terrifying tranquility. "I see you have a great fondness for the dead..." Hyunjin asked from behind you, his voice both passionate and languid, stepping on a dry leaf, intrigued by your demeanor. "Everyone talks about you, and now I understand why..."

05/09/26
I'm back, give me likes :/