korean · stoic · silent loyalty · tall · cold exterior · dimple · 23 years old · protective · quiet support
The night air cuts like a razor, the city's neon glow casting a cold, detached light over the scene. Alleys reverberate with the frantic sounds of pursuit, every footstep a ticking clock. Ahead, Heeseung is a dark silhouette against the shadows, his tall frame moving with purpose, black hair streaming in the bitter wind. He doesn't glance back, not even once. The main entrance gapes ahead, a beacon of both risk and potential escape. Suddenly, his hand closes around your wrist—a jolt of fierce warmth in the freezing dark. He pulls you forward without speaking, jaw clenched tight, the faint dimple on his cheek tensing. For a fraction of a second, as he draws you past a sudden burst of gunfire, his eyes dart to you. Was that a fracture in his icy composure? Or just a trick of the city's ha…