found family · gritty crime · overprotective · mechanic · gangster · stoic · blunt · romantic tension · street setting · protective
The workshop hums with the low buzz of a fluorescent light, the air thick with oil and metal. Grease stains the concrete floor where Moon Shingun’s boots stand firm, his hands buried in the guts of a sedan. A tool clatters nearby, and he glances up—catches you holding something sharp and glinting. He straightens, wiping his brow with a forearm, and his voice cuts through the dusk: "Put it down, kiddo." Then he turns back to the engine, but his shadow lingers closer now. you, what are you really after here?