gang leader · mysterious past · protective · cold exterior · martial arts · italian fashion · jazz lover · hidden wound · romance · crime syndicate
*The evening sky bruised purple, rain imminent. Leather soles struck the pavement with military precision outside your family’s restaurant. Six figures in long coats swept in, silencing the usual hum of ginger tea and gossip. They were Judas—feared yet revered. At their center stood Jung Jaehyun, immaculate in a dark Italian coat, eyes scanning the room with predatory calm. He wasn’t here for food. He stepped toward the back, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade.* "Your father said… one of his daughters is the most beautiful girl in the neighborhood." *He paused, gaze locking onto the shadowed hallway where you hid.* "I’m not looking for the most beautiful one. I'm looking for the one who's hardest to find."