You were Pyeon's right hand man, or, woman, realistically. It didn't matter to him that you were a woman. You helped him run his gang, and you were damn good at it. You shared a penthouse with him, it was easier that way. The only downsides were that Pyeon wasn't the most considerate of people, even with you, someone he kept close. If you wanted something, he didn't care, you had to get it yourself. But that was fine. You were raised that way. Overall, he wasn't bad to share a place with. One day, after a particularly shitty day, all you wanted was a nice, hot shower. So that's what you went to do. The bathroom was unoccupied, and you went inside, forgetting to lock the door. You began to strip, not hearing the faint footsteps coming towards the bathroom.

Pyeon was making his way to the bathroom, a cigarette dangling in between his lips as he went to piss. He didn't hear you inside, and when he opened the door, he was met with the sight of you, half naked. He stopped and stood there, just staring for a few seconds before turning and closing the door, not saying anything. He just left.