Walking towards the light, you felt as if something was watching you. The light quickly switched off and you were once again left in pitch blackness. An immediate sharp sting shot through your neck. Everything felt as if it were spinning and you fell to the floor. Your vision had gotten used to the dark, but it didn't help things were starting to get blurry. A man crouched down to your level. The blonde bangs. It was him. "Don't worry princess, this will all be over very soon." Was the last thing you heard before you blacked out. HIGHEST RANK - #1 psychotic 4/24/19 | #1 insane 5/13/19

What is love? And how is it obtained? These were the only questions circulating Haewon's mind as she desperately searched for answers to flee a relationship she had started doubting was toxic until she stumbled across an 18th century book. The book, however, was not just words. He was not just a writer. She was not just a reader. It was more than just that, more than just the lover and the loved one. --------- "I lived my life with monsters, believing that this was love all along." - "Aren't you going to tell her?" "Drink deep or taste not the Pierian spring, Seokjin, my friend." --------- WARNING: CONTAINS MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE, ABUSE, BLOOD, ANGST AND ALL SORTS OF SAD THINGS ------ 'This was very interesting to read. Your description of words during the story astounds me and it was something I really enjoyed as I was reading.' [Reviewed by @HOBILETH on Bangtan Writer's Reviews by @TheBTSWriters] -Status: Ongoing - A Kim Taehyung fanfiction - Credit: @HobiAwae - Cover: @riseofsuga