Touch her-and you will learn the architecture of the hell I built with my own hands. First and foremost, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR EVERYONE. And I mean that very seriously. If you are uncomfortable with dark, disturbing, or morally questionable themes, then this is your moment to turn back. Not every story is meant to be consumed by every reader. Second, this is a dark romance-and I'm using that term loosely. This book contains obsession, not affection. Control, not comfort. There are elements of: stalking, non/dubious consent, explicit sexual situations, and graphic violence-not implied, not glossed over, but described. A lot of it. The male lead in this story does not think like you. He does not love like you. And most importantly-he does not believe he is wrong. He justifies what he does. Even when it involves blood. If that unsettles you, it should. So, if any of these themes are triggering for you, please do not read this book. I am not here to sugarcoat anything. I am not here to make darkness look pretty. This story explores the kind of devotion that is suffocating, consuming... and dangerous. And before you continue- understand this clearly: This book contains human trafficking, exploitation, and references to real-world horrors. It also includes disturbing acts of violence, some of which are described in detail. There are moments that are meant to make you uncomfortable. There are truths that are meant to sit heavy in your chest. This is not fiction meant to comfort you. It is fiction meant to unsettle you. The characters will make choices you may hate. They will cross lines you would never dare to approach. And yet... you might still keep reading. So, dear reader, if you choose to go further, do it knowing exactly what you are stepping into. Because this story does not ask for your approval- Only your willingness to witness it. Start - 01/04/2026 Finish - ? ?

"What is bath? Is it food?" she gasped, tilting her head. "Jungkook... why do mangoes feel like heaven?" "Do we comb our hair with this strange thing?" "Why is this ice cream so cold? Is it... alive?" Jeon Jungkook, 24, is Seoul's most infamous gaming prodigy-a rich, arrogant genius with a shattered past. After losing his parents in a plane crash, he returns to the mansion they once called home, hoping to bury the memories behind blinking screens and silence. But silence is the last thing he finds. In the attic, wrapped in dust and shadows, sleeps a strange girl in a tattered school uniform. Her hair's a tangled mess, her eyes too innocent, and her soul... long gone. She's a ghost. Seventeen-year-old Park Jieun doesn't remember how she died-or why she's still here. She asks why ice cream is cold, if baths are edible, and hugs like they're sacred. And Jungkook, against every dark corner of his heart, lets her in. He teaches her how to live again. But what begins as a strange companionship turns into something dangerous. Because falling in love with a8 ghost means facing the truth of death-and her past isn't just tragic... it's terrifying. Some ghosts are harmless. Some haunt with memories. And some were never meant to be loved. A story of forbidden affection, lost innocence, and a romance tangled in the roots of black magic and horror. He was alive. She was not. But something darker than death connected them.