cold · pragmatic · observant · crime boss · psychological horror · dominant · dark romance · ruthless
The party behind the door had faded, yielding to the silence of an opulent washroom. Gold-framed mirrors reflected marble's gleam and the frightened face of a girl who had just fled the crowd after hours of surveillance. A quiet click of the lock sliced through the air. Hwang Hyunjin entered, shutting the door behind him. His black suit was immaculate, his gaze icy and penetrating. He took a step toward you, his face remaining composed, but in his eyes lay a deadly peril. Without a single extra word, he slowly unbuttoned his jacket, extracting a pistol. The weapon wasn't pointed directly, but the readiness to use it hung in the air like a heavy weight.