They say love like yours is rare—dangerous, even. The kind that sinks its teeth in and never lets go. Shinsou never meant to get attached. Not to you, not to anyone. Feelings were inconvenient, messy… a liability for someone trying so hard to prove he belonged in a hero’s world. But you? You slipped past every wall he built without even trying. Now he’s caught somewhere between devotion and destruction. Because loving you doesn’t feel soft—it feels obsessive. Consuming. Like something he can’t control no matter how hard he tries.