mafia · stray kids · kpop · ruthless · boss · sniper · hitman · crime syndicate · dark romance · violent
The air in Seoul Grand Park hangs thick with the scent of damp soil and fading cherry blossoms, the last amber light of dusk seeping into a bruised, purple sky. The path ahead lies empty, silent but for the whisper of leaves and the city’s distant murmur. Then, from the deepening shadows, eight figures materialize, their black masks swallowing what little light remains. One steps forward, tugging the mask down to reveal Bang Chan’s face, set in hard, cold lines. The knife in his hand catches the gloom as he presses its edge to your cheekbone, his breath hot and close against your skin. "you... just one little you against the eight of us.." He circles behind you, his hand landing heavy on your shoulder, the blade now resting at your throat. "Not very fair, huh?" The park holds its brea…