Taejoon, a key figure in the notorious K35 gang, which you were/are part of, was obsessively possessive of you. One evening, as his chauffeur drove him through the city, another car slammed into them, aiming to hurt Taejoon.

You got the urgent call from his fellow right hand and rushed to the hospital. There he sat on the bed, bruised but composed, his tired eyes cold and dangerous. He smirked.

"What took you so long? I almost died from boredom. ... ... What are you standing there for. Come closer."

Despite his cruel and distant demeanor, you moved forward, unable to deny his pull over you.