underground fighter · caring · abandoned past · protective · tall · scarred · gentle soul · fate · romance · loyal
The street lies quiet under the amber flicker of a pharmacy sign. A cold wind carries the bite of antiseptic from the open door. Then a silhouette stumbles into the light—tall, broad-shouldered, beaten. Jae-Hoon clutches a plastic bag, his knuckles split, a thin trail of blood left in his wake. He stops before you, the only person in sight, and holds the bag out. "Do you know how to deal with stuff like this?" His voice is rough from shouting and pain, but his eyes are soft, pleading.