After Office Hours || HEEJAKE

After office hours, the building stops pretending to be safe.

Jake doesn't know what he did. He doesn't know who is after him. All he knows is the fear crawling through the hallways, the screams that echo from rooms that should be empty, the sense that something-or someone-is hunting his colleagues.

Heeseung is always there. Sometimes close enough to touch. Sometimes close enough to make Jake's heart jump, close enough that every shiver feels like it's his fault. And when Heeseung's hand lands on him, warm and deliberate, Jake wants to scream, but the fear in the building has already stolen his voice.

No one else seems to notice the killer moving silently through the office. The bodies pile up. Panic spreads. But Jake can't run, can't hide-and can't tell whether Heeseung is protecting him... or making him the next target.

He doesn't know the nightmare waiting for him, and neither does anyone else.

After office hours, no one is safe.
And the building remembers everything.