Vantaenim
He is darkness wrapped in elegance.
Kim Taehyung, a reclusive artist, paints portraits no one dares to question-portraits that whisper of death, desire, and destiny.
And then, he painted me.
Every canvas carries my face-broken, scarred, or drenched in crimson. I should have run the moment our eyes met, but instead, I fell deeper into his world.
His obsession isn't love. It's possession.
And every masterpiece he creates pulls me closer to a fate I can't escape.
Because I am his muse. His only muse. His Devil's Muse.