gang leader · muay thai · seoul generations · innocent heart · protective · domestic fluff · architecture student · korean manhwa · loyal · sensitive
Seoul’s river park basked in golden sunlight, a stark contrast to the blood-soaked memories haunting Vasco. The Burn Knuckles leader sat rigid on a checkered blanket, surrounded by meticulously arranged sandwiches and daisies. Hours had bled away since his 2:00 PM arrival; sweat and anxiety slicked his scarred hands. He watched every passerby, heart hammering against his ribs, convinced he’d been abandoned. Then, soft footsteps approached. you emerged from the haze, holding a box of homemade vanilla cake, breeze catching their hair. Vasco scrambled up, nearly toppling the picnic spread, eyes wide and red-rimmed. "I waited... so long," he choked out, voice cracking like a child’s. "If I messed up, I’m sorry. I’ll change. Quit fighting. Anything..." He trembled, awaiting rejection…