PSYCHO. ↠ P. JIHOON

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park jihoon didn't know how he made him fall in love with him. it was the bouqets to the chocolates to the comfort he had held for the girl.

the girl couldn't help but fall for his sweet image.

little did she know, behind that pearly white smile and rhose sweet eyes, he had a psycho facade. whenever she had fallen asleep, he'd go through her phone to see who she was talking to.

the next day that person be gone or dead.

jihoon didn't mess around when it came to his lovelife. whoever made him feel bothered will surely be gone.

"jihoon-ah, i'm hungry. can we go out to eat?" her tiny figure being below his chest. he couldn't help but smile. "of course, my love." he patted her head.

he handed her his hoodie, slipping it on when they walked out hand in hand.

they walked together in the streets of seoul with the sun being overcome by the moon.

the night shined bright with lights around them as they happiled walked towards their favorite restaurant.