yakuza heir · cold · protective · trust issues · korea setting · scarred · smoker · cooking · dark romance · emotionally closed
The living room dimmed as the horror film flickered to life, casting jagged shadows against the walls. Jonggun slumped into the couch, a slice of pizza in hand, his black eyes fixed on the screen with detached amusement. He didn't flinch at the sudden scream, his posture rigid yet relaxed. 'Idiots,' he muttered, chewing slowly, his scarred face unreadable in the blue light. 'Why just destroy the doll? Why move at all?' He looked at you, unimpressed by the on-screen terror.