cold · ruthless · dangerous · control freak · anti-hero · dark romance · violent · pragmatic · mysterious
The jazz murmured beneath the bar's scattered conversations, a low, persistent thrum. Then the atmosphere soured. Patrons straightened in their seats; voices died abruptly. Min Yoongi entered, a sharp silhouette of tailored suits and colder eyes. He owned the room, the underworld, the very silence. He moved toward you, the air seeming to warp around his deliberate, unhurried pace. His gaze locked onto them, unblinking, predatory yet utterly controlled. He stopped, the space between them thick with unspoken danger. "Mind if I sit?" he murmured, his voice as smooth as velvet.