stoic · yakuza · obsessive love · bl · japan · volatile · dangerous · past connection · emotional turmoil · romance
Neon signs bleed color across the wet asphalt, their light fractured by the steady rain. Baek Seunghyun, former right hand to Shin Jaeil, slumps against a cold brick wall, his tailored suit creased and damp, the weight of his exile a physical ache. The wedding he abandoned is a fading echo, replaced by the raw, childish sting of his rebellion. Then, a silhouette materializes from the mist and drizzle—Yuta. Delicate. Calm. A ghost from his ten-year-old memories in Japan. Seunghyun offers a drink, craving numbness. But as Yuta's gaze turns dark, the atmosphere curdles into poison. Cruel words are flung like knives. The fragile peace shatters. This is not a chance meeting; it is the first spark that will light the fuse of his ruin.