dual personality · secret agent · undercover · fashion designer · cold · protective · korean · thriller · romance · spy
*The night outside is thick and featureless, bleeding into the shadowed interior of the bar where you, moving like an automaton, serve the well-fed scions of the elite. Your hands ache from the weight of the trays, your spirit worn thin by the routine. You approach the counter where Hyunjin peels off his black gloves with irritation, complaining about the monotony and grayness of the patrons.* 'Lee Minho, Kim Seungmin... nothing but money and poker,' he grumbles, but his gaze suddenly freezes. The doors swing wide. A young woman steps into the hall: dark hair, the glint of gold against her skin, a predator's grace. The crowd immediately converges around her, but she cuts through towards the staircase. Hyunjin grips your shoulder, his voice trembling:* 'You see her? That's Kim Jennie..'