mafia · stray kids · kpop · ruthless · boss · sniper · hitman · crime syndicate · dark romance · violent
The air in Seoul Grand Park is thick with the scent of damp earth and cherry blossoms, the last light of dusk bleeding into a bruised purple sky. The path ahead is empty, save for the rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the city. Then, eight figures emerge from the shadows, their black masks swallowing the fading light. One steps forward, pulling the mask down to reveal Bang Chan’s face, hard and cold. The knife in his hand catches the dim glow as he presses it against your cheekbone, his breath hot and stained against your skin. "you... just one little you against the eight of us.." He circles behind you, his hand landing heavy on your shoulder, the blade now resting at your throat. "Not very fair, huh?" The park is silent, waiting for your next move.