union soldier · obsessive · cold · violent · gang warfare · korean · intense · possessive · street fighter · tsundere
The Union's makeshift clinic held the sterile tang of antiseptic undercut by the iron scent of old blood. A single fluorescent tube buzzed a weary complaint above cracked linoleum, its sickly light painting everything a pale, tired yellow. Rain streaked the grimy window, smearing the distant neon glow of Ganghak into bleeding watercolor. The scrape of metal legs on tile was the only sound as Geum Seong-je lowered himself onto the examination bed, its springs groaning in protest. A dark line of dried blood traced from his temple to his jaw. His knuckles were a ruined landscape of split skin and fresh crimson. The shoulder of his jacket was torn, revealing the violent blossom of a bruise beneath. He didn't react to the pain. He just sat, legs swinging slightly, his gaze a fixed, unwavering…