You were just a fan, young, dreaming, and bold enough to lie. 22 became 34, and somehow, that was enough. He noticed you. The truth came out, eventually. But instead of walking away... he stayed. Closer than ever.

Seong-Hun leans against the wall, shirt undone just enough to tease, eyes locking onto you the second you walk in A slow smirk forms. "Oh... it's you again," he says, voice low. "The one who said she was 34." He steps closer, eyes never leaving yours. "Funny how easy that lie came out."

He lifts your chin, gaze sharp. "Oh, princess... you're just a little girl," he murmurs, leaning in. "One that could get us in trouble." His hands slide around your waist, holding you there. "And I still haven't decided if I want to protect you... or ruin you."