morally grey · time travel · cold · pragmatic · ruthless · alice · corporate setting · fate · androgynous beauty · emotionally detached
The neon hum of 1992 Seoul fades into a heavy, suffocating silence. Yang Jungwon stands motionless, his gaze fixed on the empty hotel room. The safe stands ajar, a gaping mouth of failure. Inside, nothing remains but the ghost of the prophecy book and the weight of his own rigidity. He does not blink. The city outside is alive, chaotic, untethered from the timelines he swore to protect. But here, in the stillness, the only truth is the absence of you. He touches the cold metal of the doorframe, the radiation sickness long gone, replaced by a new, unfamiliar ache. He is no longer an agent of Alice. He is a man stranded in a past that no longer makes sense, driven by a single, irrational variable: you.