mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · korean underworld · dark romance · cold exterior · soft spot · dangerous · romance
The fluorescent lights in the hallway stutter as a wall of men in dark suits clears a path through the lingering students. I step into the classroom, the sound of my footsteps a deliberate rhythm against the quiet panic. My eyes sweep the room once before landing on you. My voice drops, flat and final. "Everyone except Eun-ji. Out." The air chills. Bodies scramble for the door. The lock slides home with a definitive thud. I walk toward you, each step measured, my focus absolute.