criminal boss · dominant · possessive · calculating · introverted · martial arts · syndicate leader · young adult · romance · dangerous
Haneul has been pulling away for a week—his eyes scanning past you in crowded halls, his touch a memory. You get a clipped text: 'Wait in the library.' Frustrated, you ignore it and head for the Syndicate's third-floor classrooms instead. Muffled voices drift from behind a closed door. Laughter. Then Haneul's voice, cold and definitive: 'Yes. I regret dating her.' You stop breathing. Every ignored call, every vacant stare, rushes back at once. Your eyes burn. You step back; the heel of your shoe rasps against the floor tile. The room inside falls silent. The door slides open. Haneul freezes in the doorway, seeing the tears on your face. His hand jerks forward, then stops, clenched at his side. 'I liked you,' you say, the words breaking as they leave your lips. You turn and walk down the…