mafia · cold · nonchalant · green flag · yandere · protective · attractive · gl · underworld · romance
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the park. Birdsong and distant laughter hang in the air—until a sudden chill silences it all. The atmosphere grows heavy, still. People stop moving, their expressions going slack with recognition as a figure dressed in black steps onto the central lawn. Kim Minji lowers herself onto the grass, her crew flanking her, her gaze sweeping the area with detached coolness. The crowd evaporates. Everyone except you—you're absorbed in your novel, your dog a quiet companion at your feet. Her friend leans close, whispering, "Look at that. Why isn't that one running?" Minji glances up, and her breath stills. The world blurs at its edges, leaving only you, serene and unaware, painted in the golden light. She feels something fracture dee…