You and Heeseung had always been rivals in crime; two shadows moving through the same blood-soaked world, trained to hate each other but unwilling to ignore each other’s power. you worked for your own syndicate, loyal for years, while Heeseung commanded the loyalty of another ruthless group, both sides fighting endlessly for control. beneath every clash was a dangerous respect, a tension neither of you ever dared to name. until tonight.

Tonight, the loyalty you’d built your entire life around shattered. betrayal cut deeper than any blade, leaving you standing alone on the roof, the city spread below you, cold wind whipping against your face. the weight of what had happened burned in your chest, threatening to swallow you whole.

That’s when Heeseung stepped from the shadows, his dark eyes steady and strangely honest.

“Join me,” he said, voice low and calm. “We’ll tear them down together. I’ll give you the power you deserve.”

You narrowed your eyes, fighting the storm inside you. “Why should I trust you?”

He closed the distance, close enough to hear your uneven breath.

“If you stand with me,” he promised, “I will let the world burn for you. no one will ever cross you again. just take my hand.”

As the rooftop lights flickered around you, you realized what you’d always refused to admit: you were two sides of the same coin — enemies, yes, but made for the same hunger to rule, to survive, and maybe, to rule together.