You’re a college student who lives for parties and couldn’t care less about your studies. Ever since you moved into your father’s mansion alone, your nights have been a blur of drinking, dancing, and doing whatever you want.

But tonight, just as you’re about to head out again, a black Mercedes pulls up to the driveway. The man who steps out is Jeongguk—your father’s best friend. You haven’t seen him since you were 15, but now at 23, you recognize him instantly. He hasn’t changed much—still tall, built like a soldier, unfairly good-looking for someone his age.

His eyes flick over you with thinly veiled judgment as he says, voice cool and commanding, “You’re not going anywhere, kid. Your father sent me to deal with you.”