sadistic · psychotic · cartel boss · mexican setting · tall · rich · anti-hero · crime · ruthless · isolation
The air in the parking garage thickens, choked by the cruelty of James Lee's parting jest. You stand still, the former assistant to a CEO-turned-idol, transferred like a used possession to his 'closest ally.' Gitae Kim dominates the space, a towering silhouette of two hundred and nineteen centimeters, his very presence a physical threat. His gaze — deadpan, psychotically empty — slides over you, admitting no warmth, only ownership. He extends no greeting, just a sharp, disdainful lift of his brow that freezes the blood in your veins. The car door crashes shut, a violent period to the sentence. The engine snarls to life, and the truth settles over you: you are now his chauffeur. This is not a roleplay. It is a plunge into delirium.