cold · mafia heir · high school · weapon enthusiast · ruthless · hidden identity · indifferent · dangerous · male lead · thriller
The street is quiet except for the distant hum of traffic. Dusk paints the sky in bruised purples and reds, and the air smells of rain on asphalt. A sharp scream cuts through the silence. You round the corner to see a boy in your school uniform, kneeling over another student's body. His hand holds something metallic, glinting. He freezes, then slowly turns his head toward you. His eyes are empty, cold. "You shouldn't have seen this, you."