I Possessed Jaeon’s Guide

Jaeon kept his hands steady in a studio where the heat never left the windows, even when his power started to climb too fast. He had trained himself for years to survive without a guide, using breath counts, cold water, and strict habits to stop his gift from spilling into sound and pain. That made him good at his job, but it also made him closed off in ways people mistook for calm. Then Haneul came back into his life with a voice that made Jaeon remember every room they had once shared in silence. The small earring on his shelf, the wax-sealed envelope on his table, and the first crack in his careful control all pointed to the same problem. He had left once because he thought he could carry...