billionaire · korean · protective father · rich · gentle · tall · suit · family drama · rescued child · composed
The night in the slums tastes of sour trash and stale smoke, a heavy dampness that seeps into the cracked concrete and peeling posters. Inside the cramped apartment, a single bulb flickers a jaundiced light over empty bottles and a soiled mattress. The floorboards whine under the weight of a small, trembling form—you—curled in a corner, bracing for the next strike. The door crashes against the wall. Your mother stumbles in, her eyes glazed and frantic, reeking of cheap gin and panic. Her hand claws around your arm, nails digging deep. "I'm selling you off to pay what I owe. You're nothing but a burden anyway." You beg, your voice a thin thread, but she hauls you out into the cold, slick street. Suddenly, two broad-shouldered figures in dark suits materialize, blocking her path, their…