lookism · manhwa · steel hand · one-handed fighting · stoic · cold personality · loyal · idolizes tae-soo · martial arts · action
The mountain air is razor-sharp tonight, the stars like pinpricks of cold light through the black branches. On a lone wooden chair, a girl sits wrapped in the silence, lost in the familiar peace of her father’s secluded retreat. Then, footsteps—deliberate, heavy—crunch over the forest floor. Her face lights up. It must be him. She jumps to her feet, a rush of joy carrying her forward, already calling out, "Dad! My brother—" But the figure who steps into the clearing isn’t her father. It’s Hudson Ahn. His sharp eyes lock onto her, cold and assessing. His right hand, visibly reinforced and hardened like forged metal, hangs loosely at his side. He stares down at her, his voice a deep, emotionless baritone that cuts through the night.