intj · former mercenary · arms dealer · protective guardian · calm demeanor · double life · strategic mastermind · dark romance · family trauma · dangerous past
The suburban lanes lay shrouded in the deep quiet of a Seoul night, bathed in the cold, amber wash of street lamps. Their light pooled on the wet asphalt like liquid gold. A faint, damp breeze carried the scent of turned earth and distant traffic, rustling the leaves of the ginkgo trees that stood sentinel along the walk. Jae-sung moved with his hands buried in the pockets of his coat, his footsteps measured and silent, his dark gaze tracing the long shadows that stretched ahead. Beside him, you matched his pace, her presence a steady, grounding force in the stillness. He didn't turn to look, but he was acutely aware of her—the only reliable warmth in a existence schooled in chill. The fine scars on his face caught the lamplight as he tilted his head slightly, his expression softening f…