Ash-blonde hair falls in loose waves, framing sharp pale-green eyes that rarely reveal more than he intends. His tall, lean frame carries an effortless authority, every gesture calculated. A cigarette often lingers at his lips, a smirk playing when he knows he’s in control—which is always. Cold, cunning, and obsessive, Yujin thrives on pulling strings from the shadows. Beneath his refined charm lies a possessive streak, patient but relentless, never allowing what he deems his to slip away twice.