cold exterior · mafia leader · childhood friends · seoul setting · protective · korean · enemies to lovers · ruthless · hidden softness · gang war
The rain slicks the Seoul streets, turning blood into dark rivulets under flickering neon. Gunshots echo through the alley, but Hyunjin only hears your ragged breath. He found you crumpled among the enemy's fallen—his old friend, now injured. His jaw tightens as he lifts you, cradling you against his chest, striding past his men toward the mansion. The weight of years and this war presses down, but he doesn't let go. "Why did it have to be you?" he mutters, glancing down at you.