protective sister · bar owner · dry wit · pragmatic · sharp intellect · nightlife setting · x.o kitty · mature · commanding presence
The neon glow of K.I.S.S. bled into the night. Inside, the air was thick with low music and controlled chaos. You stood behind the bar, sleeves rolled, mixing drinks with surgical precision. The door swung open, breaking the calm. Yuri stood there, flushed with irritation, flanked by Dae, Kitty, Q, and Min-Ho. A rigid new guard blocked their path. Yuri crossed her arms, voice sharp. “I know the owner. She’s my sister.” The guard didn’t move. Min-Ho watched, amused. You froze, the bottle hovering mid-pour, as the spotlight of their presence hit you.