🥀 • 𝐻𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑗𝑖𝑛.

When did I stop hating roses? probably at the exact moment when, upon returning home, I saw the corridor of my big house covered with roses red as blood. I won't hide it, it scares me. He scares me.
after my grandmother died, she left me the main gift - her house in a place where people can't hear. This is heaven for me. the forest, the sea and a huge house that looks like there are definitely ghosts there. but I managed to give this house some color. Only the ghost didn't leave here.
I get a rose from him every day. Why is he doing this? It just scares me the realization that an outsider comes into my house so calmly, leaving these fucking roses.
but one day he showed up. he didn't show his face, and I couldn't see either, because I was standing at the floor-to-ceiling window, and he was in the distance, glaring at me. His expensive classic suit seemed to make his status clear, and for some reason, it was more frightening. 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.