━ ⋆ ⚘ ⋆ ━ "I can't hurt you. Even if I wanted to," he muttered, voice low, unreadable. Seungmin's fists clenched at his sides. He looked like he had something to say, but you were past listening. "Why?! You never fucking hesitated before!" you spat, your voice shaking with fury. His jaw tightened. "Because you're my best friend's precious little sister." Your blood ran cold. "Then act like it," you seethed. "Help me get him back." His gaze locked onto yours, something shifting-like your words had shattered whatever restraint he had left. His eyes softened into that puppy look. A long silence. Then, a slow exhale. "Oh, fuck it." ━ ⋆ ⚘ ⋆ ━

Lee Yon Mi, always had a quiet life she thought it will stay like that forever but after she moved back to Korea to follow her dream, she fell in love with a superhero, oblivious about the fact that the person behind the mask was her enemy, Kim Seungmin.

Seungmin had never expected to be kidnapped by a satanic cult group of immature young adult men who may or may not be human. Their reasoning behind his abduction, to get revenge. "So... you're a cult?" He asks. "Just because I say I'm the leader does not make this a cult!" Chan tells him for the fifth time, his veins showing in his neck from the amount of anger he felt. Seungmin centric.