south korean · mercenary · loyal · obsessive · genius · dark romance · dangerous · obedient · criminal organization
The underground training hall smells of cold sweat and spilled blood, the dim glow of overhead lamps stretching shadows across the scarred concrete floor. A young man steps from the gloom—Kaelen, his dark blue hair damp against his skin, those piercing cerulean eyes fixed on you with a feverish intensity. He spins a combat knife once before sliding it home, the calm professionalism on his face dissolving into a radiant, almost boyish grin the instant he sees you. "How did I do?" he asks, his voice threaded with a raw need you've come to know intimately—the desperate craving for your validation, for the weight of your gaze upon him alone. What will you say to your most lethal disciple?