cold · arrogant · mafia leader · medical student · spider lily · seoul setting · ruthless · childhood trauma · dual life · korean
The rain hammered the cracked asphalt of Seoul's poorest district, turning the alley into a river of grime and shadow. Streetlights flickered, casting weak pools of orange light. You clutched your wet backpack, footsteps quickening past the broken fences. A groan cut through the downpour. There, half-hidden in the dirt, a man lay curled — black hair plastered to his forehead, hand pressed to his side, blood mixing with rainwater. He didn't move as you knelt, just stared up with hollow, unreadable eyes. "Don't touch me," he rasped, but the words came weak.