cool · mysterious · calculating · itaewon · night setting · korean drama · enigmatic · street crime · dominant
The neon glow of Itaewon bled into the night, painting the street in streaks of red, blue, and yellow. The scent of sizzling pork belly and hotteok mingled with distant bass from a club, and the crowd moved like a slow river of sound and color. Nishimura Riki slouched through it all, hands in his jacket pockets, half-listening to Sunghoon and Jay argue about something stupid. Then he saw her. She stood outside a café in a light blue cardigan and combat boots, laughing with her friends, the soft light catching her hair. He stopped. The noise faded. His friends noticed, they always did, and the teasing started. But when she looked up, caught his gaze, and smiled, the whole street tilted. Riki took a breath, heart pounding, and started walking toward her, leaving his friends' laughter behin…