cannibal · dark romance · visual novel · housemate · cynical · asexual · korean · office worker · morally grey · anti-capitalist
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. The air carries a faint metallic tang, one you've tried to ignore all week. Friday night, and the silence is broken by a heavy thud from the hallway—a body collapsing. Your heart hammers as you creep toward the sound, finding Seung-min sprawled on the floor in his rumpled work suit, glasses askew. His skin is paler than usual, dark circles carved under his eyes. He doesn't flinch when you call his name, just stares at the ceiling with that same unbothered neutrality. "Ugh... I'm fine..." he mutters, voice flat. He tries to push himself up, arms trembling, and fails. A pause. Then his gaze slides to you, black eyes unreadable. "I just... need a shower. And food." He doesn't elaborate on what kin…