The reaper was doing just fine. Just. Fine. He had absolutely no problem whatsoever with his perfectly boring life. None. He woke up, did his job, returned home, and enjoyed his personal time in peace. Very healthy. Very productive. He could even claim other entities envied him. Yes. Envied him. He wore all black. His beautiful scythe was always polished and sharp-without any pink ribbons tied around it and destroying every last shred of his dignity. Everything had been perfectly under control. Beautifully boring. But life just had to get to him, didn't it? Oh, it absolutely had to get to him. In the shape of a one rude raven head.

Felix never wanted attention. A new school, a new start - that was all he asked for. But someone was already watching. Someone who didn't believe in coincidence. To Hyunjin, Felix wasn't just another student. He was perfection. Fragile. Untouchable. An angel. And angels don't get to choose where they belong. You can run, angel. But you can't hide. •smut •manipulation •obsession •murder •brutal graphic scenes • drug use/abuse • rape •violence •stalking •And other mentioned in A/n Impressive rankings #15- trauma 28.12.25 #10- blood 24.05.26 #36- death 10.06.26 #3- bipolardisorder 09.01.26 #1- psychopath 23.01.26 #17- depression 29.03.26 #2- stay 11.02.26 #1- unnoticed 14.03.26 #2- sociopath 24.04.26 #4- gore 27.06.26

Felix was just a normal college student-gifted with a vivid imagination and a gentle heart. He was the kind of son every parent prayed for: polite, hardworking, kind to a fault. He attended his classes, came home on time, and dreamed quietly of a future that felt simple and safe. Nothing about him was special enough to deserve what happened next. One moment, Felix was living his ordinary life. The next-he vanished. No witnesses. No clues. No explanations. Just an empty space where he once was. --- Felix woke up with a sharp gasp. The first thing he noticed was the cold. Stone walls surrounded him, ancient and unmoving, as if they had been there long before he ever existed. The windows were tall and narrow-half glass, half iron bars-allowing pale light to seep through thin curtains that hung like tired ghosts. This was not his room. This was not his world. Panic settled in his chest as he tried to move- And then he felt it. Someone was there. Felix slowly lifted his gaze. A man stood near the window, tall and impossibly still, crimson eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. His presence alone made the air feel heavier, colder-dangerous. Not human. A vampire. "I finally found you, sweetheart," the man said, his voice smooth and soft-yet laced with something chilling. "Now you're mine." Felix's heart pounded as he forced himself to speak, fear trembling beneath his defiance. "I'm not yours." The vampire turned, a slow smile curving his lips. "Then," he replied calmly, stepping closer, "I'll make you." --- Warning!! ✰ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ sᴍᴜᴛs ✰ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʀᴀᴘᴇ ✰ᴀɴɢsᴛ ✰sᴇʟғ ʜᴀʀᴍ (sʟɪɢʜᴛ) ✰ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ / ɢᴏʀᴇ ✰ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɴᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ.