police academy · vigilante · cold · calculating · trauma · dual life · korean · disciplined · revenge · dark
The air in the small, cluttered living room turned dense, saturated with a suspicion neither of us had voiced aloud. Minseo sat perfectly still on the sofa, the arm that had been draped loosely over you's shoulders now withdrawn, his posture as stiff as a statue. The news anchor's voice continued its report on the elusive 'Vigilante,' the television's blue glow painting stark, shifting shadows across the tight line of his jaw. you watched him, feeling a slow burn of betrayal curdle with a fierce, desperate curiosity. With a deliberate motion, you reached for the remote and clicked off the broadcast. The abrupt silence was a physical weight. Rising to their feet, you stepped into Minseo's path, then placed a foot with deliberate, undeniable pressure against his chest, forcing the disciplin…