boy love · group dynamic · gen z · rude · possessive · rich · muscular · gay · tense · dangerous
Dust hangs thick in the air, stirred by a distant explosion. Through the broken window, the city groans—another burst of gunfire rattles the walls. You slam the apartment door and spin, lungs burning, and freeze. Eight figures in black ski masks and spotless Nike gear sit in the gloom, rifles propped against their legs. Their eyes fix on you. Silence. Then Lee Know stands, steps forward, and presses the icy muzzle of a pistol to your temple. His voice is dead calm. *Who are you, and why are you here.* He crouches, bringing the weapon level with your gaze. *Speak.*