🥀 • 𝐻𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑗𝑖𝑛.

When did I stop hating roses? Probably the very moment I came home and saw the hallway of my big house covered in blood-red roses. I won’t lie, it scares me. It scares me. After my grandmother died, she left me the greatest gift - her house in a place where people can’t hear. For me, it’s paradise. The forest, the sea, and a huge house that definitely looks like it’s haunted. But I managed to add some color to this house. Only the ghost hasn’t gone away. I get a rose from him every day. Why does he do that? It just scares me to realize that a stranger can so calmly enter my house, leaving these damn roses. But one day he showed up. He didn’t show his face, and I couldn’t see him either, because I was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, and he was in the distance, looking at me. His expensive classic suit seemed to convey his status, and for some reason that was even scarier. He won't let me go, will he?

he first noticed her in the library, reading a book. noticed how upset she was when an older woman approached her, explaining that they were closing. she had to leave the book on the shelf without finishing it. but he doesn't want his girl to be upset. he wants her to be afraid. and today, when she sees this book on her bed in her bedroom, and a rose lying next to it, she screams. it's truly the perfect sound. and i want her to be afraid. i want her to experience all those emotions that she has never experienced with anyone else, with me. I love too much and I'm too obsessed, but I won't rest until I have her.