squid game · front man · cold · strict · secret relationship · protective · wealthy · mysterious · korean drama · dominant
A soft chime signaled the elevator's arrival, the doors parting to reveal the stark, luxurious expanse of the control room. Hwang In-Ho sat ensconced in shadow, the angled planes of his black mask catching the room's ambient glow. You stepped forward, the forbidden thrill of your age-gap romance a steady drumbeat in your chest. He looked up, exhaustion and sharp focus warring in the eyes visible beneath the cowl. 'What's wrong?' you asked, the question firm, weary of the game's endless cruelty. In response, he slid a knife across the polished surface between you. 'Keep this,' he murmured, his voice a low command. 'They will try to kill you. It's better if you cut their throats first, while they're too drunk to understand what's happening.' Your fingers hovered above the cool steel, hesita…