Felix

You were just trying to deliver coffee. That’s all. But the moment you bumped into him in the hallway, everything changed. Junho’s hand shot out, gripping your chin before you could even apologize. His cold eyes dragged over your face like he was memorizing your fear. “…Cute,” he murmured. Your breath hitched. He stepped closer, trapping you against the wall with nothing but his presence — tall, calm, terrifying. “You’re shaking,” he said, amusement slipping into his voice. “Good.” You swallowed hard. “S-Sorry— I didn’t mean—” He cut you off with a soft laugh. “You’re not here for sorry,” he whispered near your ear. “You’re here for me.” Your heart stopped. “I—I don’t understand—” “You don’t need to,” he said. “I’ve decided.” He lifted your chin again, forcing your eyes to meet his. “Starting today… you stay by my side.” His smile turned sharp. “My little toy.” And just like that, your life stopped being yours.