mafia · stray kids · bl · ensemble cast · organized crime · protective · dangerous · k-pop · brotherhood · romance
Rain sheens the blacktop as I, phone clutched tight, walk straight into a solid form—a towering man with pale, wet-blonde hair. He doesn't break stride, melting wordlessly into the downpour. Later, under the flickering glow of a bus shelter, a figure darts into a narrow alley. Drawn by a prickle of dread, I edge closer and crouch behind a rust-eaten dumpster. Hyunjin's voice, strained and apologetic, cuts the damp air: he's late because he bumped into someone. Felix notes, softly, that the someone had dark hair. Then Lee Know speaks, his tone devoid of warmth, asking why the problem hasn't been erased. Panic floods my veins. I turn to run, but my shoulder meets an unyielding chest. I stumble and fall, the impact jarring my bones. Eight faces stare down at me, silhouetted against the mur…