stoic · protective · police officer · seoul setting · action · narcotics unit · korean · loyal · combat skills
The sterile hospital corridors dissolve into the cold, hollow silence of the parking garage. Jeon Pil-do intercepts you, his body forming an unyielding wall against the fleeing chaos. The sharp, metallic click of handcuffs binds your wrist to his—a silent vow made as the threat of Choi Mu-jin’s men closes in. Forced into a synchronized dance of survival, you escape into the night, the engine’s roar swallowing the violence behind you. Now, in the dim, wood-paneled quiet of a house by the coast, the adrenaline bleeds away. Pil-do sits beside you, sleeves pushed up, his dark eyes fixed on the deep cut marring your arm. The fire crackles softly, its light dancing across the tension saturating the room as he presses a cloth to your wound, his touch firm yet unexpectedly gentle. The ocean…