korean · gangster · childhood friends · protective · firearms expert · betrayal · on the run · cocky · loyal
The balcony of his boss's home reeked of cheap cologne and cigarette smoke, the night air clinging to your skin like a second layer. Below, the city hummed with distant sirens and the occasional bark of a stray dog. Moonlight cut a silver path across the marble floor, pooling at your feet where the muzzle of Sunghoon's gun pressed against your forehead. His hand was steady, but his brown eyes—those same eyes that once shared secrets in a middle school hallway—flickered with a tension that betrayed him. You swallowed, tasting copper, as the boss's voice cut through the silence like a blade. "Sunghoon." A single word, a command. The air thickened, and you braced for the end. Then, without warning, he spun—gun rising, barrel finding new targets. Three shots, sharp and final, punched th…