"The only soft spot I know about is this one," Heeseung murmured, reaching down to slide his hand under my skirt, his fingers caressing the area between my legs, "And it's wet." -Yena was the habit Heeseung couldn't break, the mistake he couldn't regret, and the addiction he kept choosing. -Heeseung was the poison Yena kept reaching for like he was the cure, knowing he would consume her eventually. #2 on EVAN #2 on ENGENE