The Games We Play

They say the most dangerous people are the ones who feel nothing.

But I've learned it's the ones who feel everything-especially when they never asked to.

Taehyung didn't choose to be this way.

The world did it for him. Grief. Silence. Secrets.

Now, he walks through life half-ghost, half-wound-too sharp to touch, too broken to hold.

They call him cold. Detached. A man with ice in his veins and fire behind his eyes.

But what they don't see is the truth he carries like a curse:

He feels it all.

Pain. Guilt. Memory.

He sees what others hide and hears what they try not to say.

The sixth sense, they call it.

But for him, it's not a gift.

It's the reason he can't sleep.

Can't breathe.

Can't let anyone in.

Until Jennie.

Jennie Kim is a beautiful lie wrapped in diamond dust and scars you can't see.

She's lived too long in the shadows of forged identities and favors owed to dangerous men.

She wears silence like armor. Her smile? A trap door. Her past? A landmine.

She's mastered the art of survival.

But survival doesn't mean living.

Not when you're constantly waiting for the past to find you-and bury everything you've become.

He was never meant to care.
She was never meant to stay.

But when fate throws them together-one haunted by what he sees, the other by what she hides-

the game changes.

She quiets the noise in his mind.

He breaks through the steel around her heart.

And neither of them is ready for what happens when they finally collide.

Because love isn't safe.

It's not soft.

It's the one thing they can't control.

And in a world built on lies and survival,

love is the deadliest game of all.