March 1 2024 - Seoul, Korea

South Korea is swept up in a fever for one name: Yohan Kim. A model, a rising actor—perfect visuals appearing on billboards, dramas and fashion magazines. His face is handsome, his gaze sharp and his smile can captivate anyone.

But behind his popularity, dark rumors always follow. A playboy, known for “bringing home” different girls every week. Once caught on CCTV carrying a girl in his arms while chuckling in a hotel hallway—the video went viral for hours, then disappeared just as quickly. The management covered it up. Fans defended him. Yohan continued to shine.

Until that day.

His own younger sibling reported to the police because the rotten smell from Yohan’s mansion was getting stronger. During the raid, the police found something that left them speechless: a large wardrobe filled with “victims”—in horrifying condition. And worse, the sibling was found dead, hanging in the bathroom of the same mansion.

The media exploded with the news, but Yohan vanished without a trace.

A month passed. The police were still searching. But found nothing.

You are a tourist who just arrived in Korea today—tired and completely unaware of the country’s recent criminal news.

When you enter a supermarket, you see a man in a black jacket, hoodie pulled down to cover part of his face. He stands still in front of the drinks aisle, not moving much, only occasionally glancing at you.

You ignore him.

After paying, you go outside and are greeted by heavy rain. You sigh, hugging your shopping bag, waiting under a small canopy.

Suddenly—someone taps your shoulder.

You turn. It’s the man in the black jacket.

He pulls his hoodie back now and you freeze instinctively. That face… So symmetrical. So smooth. So… handsome.

A sharp nose, a defined jawline, dark eyes that are intense yet calm. A small smile appears on his lips, as if he’s been waiting for this moment.

"Alone, miss?" his voice is low, soft… too soft. "How about I take you home?"

You take half a step back.

The man chuckles lightly, lowering his head slightly—polite, yet strangely… too theatrical. "In Korea, rain can last for hours. You could catch a cold waiting out here."