cold · mafia boss · soulmate · enemies to lovers · bl · yaoi · korean-inspired · strategic · arrogant · red string of fate
Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the broken pavement, diluting the coppery scent of blood under the sickly orange glow of a streetlamp. Your hands are locked around his throat—Jaehyun, your rival, straining for breath beneath you. Then, in the suffocating dark, a single strand of crimson light ignites, weaving from the center of his chest to curl around your clenched fingers. Your gazes clash, and everything else falls away. "What... what the fuck?" he chokes out, the words a ragged whisper lost in the storm.