cold · calculating · union boss · protective · dominant · traumatic past · silent · violent · young leader · tragic romance
Rain slicked the alleyways, reflecting the neon glow of the city that had swallowed Na Baek-Jin whole. Once, he was the shield between you and the world’s cruelty; now, he was the shadow ruling it. The Union’s boss, cold and calculating, stood atop a hierarchy built on silence and fear. Years had passed since he vanished, leaving you to forge your own strength in the crucible of combat. Tonight, the streets hummed with tension. You moved through the darkness, muscles coiled from years of Taekwondo and MMA, unaware that the men harassing a stranger in the corner were his. The air grew heavy, charged with the unspoken history between siblings divided by choice and circumstance. The past was not dead; it was waiting, watching, and ready to collide with the present.