BOOK #4 He didn't walk into my life - he bled into it. Like smoke curling under locked doors, like rot blooming behind a smile. They say the Devil knocks. But Soonyoung never needed to. He found the cracks in me, the ones I sealed with silence and stitched with obedience, and whispered through them like a hymn - dark, low, addictive. He calls me little heart, like I'm something fragile he plans to keep broken. And I keep coming back, not because I'm brave - but because I've forgotten the taste of salvation. And damnation, when it wears his face, feels almost holy. ---- I never wanted heaven. Too clean. Too quiet. Give me the boy who flinches at kindness and claws at cruelty like it's the only language he knows. Give me Jihoon. My little heart with iron in his spine and rot tucked behind his ribs. He thinks he can outrun the dark - sweet thing hasn't realized I am the dark. And I've already wrapped my hands around his throat, not to hurt him - but to make sure he never leaves. He prays. I answer. Every time, in blood, in fire, in a love so sharp it cuts both ways.

In Jihoon's haste to avoid a confession he really didn't want to hear (and might not have been able to avoid) from his persistent admirer, he says the first thing that comes to mind: he's dating someone already. When his best friend Soonyoung immediately offers to play the part of Jihoon's boyfriend, the damage is done and the two are knee-deep in a fake relationship. They hold hands, share lunch, and even pose together for the group chat. This whole thing feels more real every day, especially when feelings start to shift and Jihoon can no longer tell whether his fake partner has become real or if he's just getting mixed up. The time has come to figure things out. Will their fake relationship become real? Or will the charade continue? You can read more on this in my new story on Wattpad: "Jihoon's Worst Idea (Or Maybe the Best)"

Soonyoung is a wall away from Jihoon, always armed with free chocolate chip cookies and cute latte art; Jihoon, on the other hand, just wants his peace of mind.