"I was never that much into guys, let alone posers or vamps.
But he was the real thing and a force to be reckoned with.
And I surrendered without a fight."
Smut, language, sexual themes, mature themes, mild violence, mentions of blood, mentions of...
A/N: Hello my peeps. This chapter is an addition to Hyunjin's backstory, as recounted by himself to Minho in Chapter 28, for those of you who want to know more about his past (as does his kitten). It is a bit more heavy and sad so, tread carefully. You may need tissues. 🤧
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🎵 Song suggestion: Stay Dead by Dead People 🎵
Hyunjin stands motionless and silent in front of the chaos he has instigated.
The gentle night breeze sways his matted, long black hair, while the flames consuming the monster's lair, dance in his eyes and flush his sunken cheeks.
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He remembers how his life took an unexpected turn.
He was only 17 years old, innocent, naive, simple. His world came crashing down. His home lost, his ma and grandma slaughtered, he himself captured and sold into slavery to a nobleman feared by all - a vampire lord hiding beneath silken robes and a scholar's smile.
Even his own kind loathed and avoided him.
Now Hyunjin is but a gaunt shadow of his former self, his once-spirited gaze hollowed by the long years of brutal captivity in that monster's mountain estate.
That cursed creature feeds on his blood and pain, keeping him weak, compliant, and half-alive, a fate he shares with other young people - all of them imprisoned in this gilded cage...
His black hair is unkempt, long and tangled, his skin pale, his eyes dulled, his body marred by scars.
But his will, buried deep under layers of despair, never died. Deep within him, still clings hope.
Anna smiles at him from across the room. He thanks her for this spark of hope. She is the one who helps him keep it burning, secretly, quietly.
A faint spark of hope...
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His master had no intention of turning Hyunjin. Or anyone else for that matter - ever.
It is a moment of bloodlust and arrogance.
The monster drinks too much, too deep, and in doing so, he unwittingly passes on the curse...
