"He is lying to you. I can prove it. Midnight. The bookstore."

"In your body, there's a unique tourist site, and I long to explore every inch of it."

--- There's an old Moon Oracle prophecy: > "When blood meets moonlight in the sacred bond, the child born shall rule them all. But the bearer must choose love, or death shall follow the birth."

Jake Sim wasn't just the school nerd. He wasn't just the guy everyone overlooked, the boy with his head buried in books while the world spun recklessly around him. Heeseung thought he was safe playing games with someone like Jake. Someone quiet. Someone invisible. Someone harmless. But Jake had seen too much. He had spent too long in the shadows, too long watching the careless way Heeseung laughed, the way he touched people without thinking - a brush of fingers here, a teasing whisper there - as if he didn't even realize the power he carried.

A single sentence was scrawled across it in neat handwriting. "You're getting closer, detective. Do you like what you see?" 26 feb 2025.