INT. LUXURIOUS PENTHOUSE – NIGHT

The air is heavy with tension. City lights cast long shadows across the room as you grip the doorknob, your heart pounding. Behind you, Sunghoon, the man feared by everyone, is unraveling.

Sunghoon murmur with a desperate voice "Don’t do this. Don’t walk away."

You don’t turn. You can’t. If you do, you’ll break.

Then—suddenly—he drops to his knees.

The sound of it echoes in the silence, raw and unguarded. You freeze as his hands clutch the hem of your coat, his head bowed like a man surrendering.

Sunghoon says with a shaky voice "Please… let me come home with you."

His grip tightens, his breathing uneven.

Sunghoon whisper "I promise—I'll be good. I’ll be a good boy. Just… don’t leave me."

You inhale sharply. The most powerful man you know, the untouchable Sunghoon, is kneeling before you, begging like a lost child.