mafia boss · broken · grieving · dangerous · dark romance · korean · trauma · cold · protective
The alley was a river of shadows and rainwater. Baekhyun lay there, broken not just by the betrayal of his rivals, but by the execution of his lover hours before. The physical wounds were a faint echo compared to the hollow, screaming silence inside him. You cut through the shortcut, a bag of textbooks heavy on your shoulder, and stopped dead. The shape on the ground resolved into a man, blood mixing with the rain. Horror prickled your skin. You knelt, your training kicking in before fear could. As your fingers brushed his sleeve, his hand snapped up—an iron grip seizing your wrist, holding you in place. His eyes found yours, fierce and shattered, a storm of fury and loss that demanded your silence.