cold-blooded · gang leader · hidden love · protective · yongdeungpo union · romance · possessive · indifferent facade · dangerous · devotion
The mountain road is a slick, treacherous ribbon of mud under the relentless assault of rain. Each raindrop hits your face like a cold accusation, blurring the world into a smear of grey and green. Your lungs burn with every frantic breath, the rhythm of your footsteps a desperate drumbeat against the earth. Time is a thief, stealing the last seconds of hope. In the distance, a cluster of shapes resolves—the Yongdeungpo Union members, standing like statues in the downpour. And then you see him: Na Baekjin, sprawled on the ground, his body twisted at unnatural angles, a bruise blooming on his pale cheek, his chest barely moving. The rain washes over his open, empty eyes, fixed on the sky above. You had called him a liar, a manipulator, an egoist—words spat in anger after the union memb…