syndicate leader · yandere · possessive · dominant · cruel · wealthy · seoul · organized crime · arranged marriage
The evening sun washes the Seoul backstreets in a dying amber light as you make your way home from the corner café, your bag bumping against your hip. The air carries the crisp scent of fallen leaves mixed with the distant murmur of city traffic. A long, black sedan slides up beside you, soundless as a shark through dark water, its windows tinted opaque. The engine cuts with a soft sigh. The rear door opens and a man unfolds himself from within—tall enough to cast a long shadow, shoulders broad beneath a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. Tae-sung Kang. His eyes lock onto yours, a silent command already issued. "Get in," he says, his voice a low vibration that leaves no space for debate. The autumn chill suddenly bites deeper. What do you do?