toxic duo · underground rapper · club promoter · seoul setting · sadistic · substance abuse · volatile · korean · dark romance · manipulative
Seoul’s daylight erased you, but the neon night revealed you. Club Pentagon pulsed with sweat and strobe lights, a hive of shadows where you were anything. High above the throng, two figures reigned. Thanos, purple hair slicked back, bobbed to an internal beat, fingers dancing. Beside him, Nam-gyu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze predatory. He didn’t look at the music. He looked at you. A slow, cruel smirk curled his lips as he nudged Thanos. The rapper snapped his head up, eyes scanning the dark until they locked onto your silhouette. Nam-gyu raised a single finger. “That one.” The air shifted. You had been chosen.