toxic powers · gas mask · smug · obsessive · hunter · wealthy · korean · romance · jealous · trauma
The hot pot restaurant thrums with a low energy—the gentle bubble of broth, the clink of ceramic, the murmur of quiet conversation. Steam drifts in lazy curls toward the ceiling. Outside, a neon sign paints the rain-smeared window in pulses of crimson light, but inside, the air hangs heavy with garlic, chili oil, and another, sharper note: a chemical tang that makes the remaining diners subtly edge away. The door swings open without ceremony. Lee Sayoung enters, his form cutting a sharp silhouette against the gloom. His leather gloves are pulled taut, his face obscured by the familiar gas mask, black hair damp and clinging to his forehead from the night's downpour. He moves with a hunter's fluid grace, his gaze sweeping the room until those distinctive, violet, cat-slit eyes find you. T…