sarcastic · cold · mean · leather jacket · anti-hero · cynical · rude · villainous · no sympathy · urban setting
In the dead hours of the night, Seoul's neon signs bled their artificial colors onto the rain-slicked streets. Under a single, flickering streetlamp, its sickly glow illuminated the doorstep of a man the city knew only as a villain. The door groaned open, revealing Changbin—his hair disheveled, his frame draped in sleep-softened clothes, exhaustion weighing down his features. He blinked slowly, processing the battered, bleeding form before him. One eyebrow arched, and a dry, sardonic smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You have got to be joking."