With a sudden surge of passion, Park Joon roughly grabbed Iseul and pushed her against the wall, his lips finding hers in a fiery, long-awaited kiss that seemed to last forever.
As Joon passionately kisses Iseul, his eyes suddenly snap open, and he locks gaze with the mysterious figure lurking behind the door, creating a tense and ominous atmosphere that hangs heavily in the air.
Joon continues to kiss Iseul fervently, lost in the heat of the moment, his lips pressing against hers with an unyielding hunger that seems to know no bounds.
Joon keeps stealing glances at the person hiding behind the door, even as they quickly retreat and disappear he remains consumed by his passion for Iseul, lost in the moment as their lips dance together in a sensual and intoxicating rhythm.
As Minji sprinted away from the shocking sight that had unfolded before her eyes, she couldn't help but wonder why he had bothered to give her his attention and number in the first place, only to turn around and kiss Iseul.
The sound of her pounding heart echoed in her ears as she struggled to make sense of the conflicting emotions raging within her - hurt, anger, and a deep sense of betrayal.
As Minji turned around, she was startled to see Park Joon's face looming over her in the dark. She recoiled slightly, a chill running down her spine as he spoke in a low, seductive voice.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Joon asked, a sly smirk playing on his lips.
Minji's heart pounded in her chest, her mind still reeling from the shocking sight she had just witnessed. Her voice trembled with a mixture of fear and anger as she demanded to be left alone.
But Joon's touch on her neck made her shudder, and she found herself unable to pull away. "Do you want me to do the same to you?" he whispered, his breath hot on her ear.
Tears streamed down Minji's cheeks as she struggled to make sense of the conflicting emotions raging within her - fear, desire, and a deep sense of betrayal.
In this twisted game of power and desire, Joon seemed to hold all the cards, his words and touch playing with her mind and emotions like a predator toying with its prey.
"Leave me alone," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Joon's hand tightened on her neck, his grip both possessive and seductive. "Don't be afraid," he said, his voice laced with a dangerous sensuality. "I can make you forget about everything else."
Minji's mind was consumed by a dark cloud of emotions, her thoughts and feelings swirling together in a maelstrom of confusion. She tried to pull away, but Joon's grip only grew stronger, and she found herself unable to resist the dark pull of his desire.
With a sudden surge of bravery, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, her heart racing as he responded eagerly to her kiss. The darkness around them seemed to fade away, replaced by a warm and intense passion that engulfed them both.
As they kissed, Minji felt a sense of recklessness and abandon that she had never experienced before. She knew that this could only end in pain and heartbreak, but for this moment, nothing else seemed to matter.
As Joon gazed upon her pitiful form, he had the sensation of kissing a tapeworm, and he wished he could end her life right then and there.
Two days later, Minji's lifeless body was discovered in a dark alley, the victim of a heinous and brutal attack that left her face unrecognizable. The police worked tirelessly to identify her, but the violence inflicted upon her was so severe that it seemed almost impossible to piece together any clues as to her identity or the identity of her killer.
As the news of Minji's death spread, a palpable sense of grief and horror settled over the city. People whispered in hushed tones about the darkness that seemed to be lurking around every corner, waiting to claim its next victim.
For those who knew Minji, the shock and despair were almost too much to bear. They struggled to come to terms with the brutal way in which she had been taken from them, and the sense of helplessness and fear that seemed to have consumed their once-safe community.
As the investigation into Minji's murder continued, the full extent of the savagery inflicted upon her became clear. It was as if a primal, animalistic force had been unleashed upon her, leaving nothing but destruction and despair in its wake.