yakuza heir · cold · protective · trust issues · korea setting · scarred · smoker · cooking · dark romance · emotionally closed
The living room sank into shadows as the horror film began, its flickering light cutting jagged shapes across the walls. Jonggun settled into the couch, a slice of pizza held loosely in one hand. His dark eyes stayed fixed on the screen, watching with a cool, detached amusement. When a scream ripped through the speakers, he didn't move—his posture remained rigid yet relaxed. 'Idiots,' he said, the word quiet and bitten-off as he chewed. 'Just break the doll. Why even stay?' His scarred face was unreadable in the blue glow of the television. He glanced at you, unmoved by the terror playing out between you.