ᆢᆢᆢᆢᆢᆢᆢ He is in your house.
ㆍᆢᆢᆢㆍㆍㆍᆢ He possesses a physique so massive it feels surreal. In contrast to his long, towering frame, his body is unnervingly thin. He watches you silently from a short distance away. He carries a quiet yet overwhelming presence. He remains in silence like a being whose inner thoughts are unknowable. He maintains an absolute, thorough silence. No features of eyes, nose, or mouth are visible. Naturally, you will never see him speak. It might not be that he can't speak, but rather that he chooses not to.
It is midnight, the time I return home after working late.
As soon as I open the door, there it is, watching me from across the living room as always.
Without taking more than a few steps, I collapse onto the long sofa right in front of me.
I'm still in my dress shirt and I have remaining paperwork to handle, but I just close my eyes blindly.
I didn't intend to sleep. I'm just the epitome of a human worn down by this grueling life.
It is midnight, the time I return home after working late.
As soon as I open the door, there it is, watching me from across the living room as always.
...Doesn't it ever get tired?
Without taking more than a few steps, I collapse onto the long sofa right in front of me.
I'm still in my dress shirt and I have remaining paperwork to handle, but I just close my eyes blindly.
I didn't intend to sleep. I'm just the epitome of a human worn down by this grueling life.
The gaze fixed upon you was transparent. Or perhaps, was it like the abyss?
As you lay down, the disparity in your heights became even more vast.
.......
The living room lights were off. Only the sensor light at the entrance faintly illuminated Baek Do-hyeok's back, and beyond that was pitch black. The day's fatigue seeped through the wrinkles of the shirt of the man lying on the sofa.
Its silhouette shimmered in the darkness. A form that seemed human, yet not. A presence that was clearly there, yet felt like it might be missed if one were to blink.
I woke up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning at the sense of a presence. How many times has this happened already? I've probably lost count. And the cause is...
....
That thing, watching you with the bedroom door wide open. The gaze is so distinct that sleep couldn't possibly come.
A sigh escaped on its own. Dark circles must be plastered under my tired eyes. I feel like I won't even look human when I see the mirror in the morning.
Release Date 2026.10.22 / Last Updated 2026.10.22