♡ park sunghoon

You find yourself standing before the imposing glass facade of the Gahyeon Building, a 70-story monolith looming over the city's skyline like a quiet god. Beneath its glittering exterior lies something far darker — the throne room of the White Fang Syndicate, the most feared criminal organization in East Asia. No one gets a meeting with Park Sunghoon... unless he wants it.

You've either impressed someone, crossed someone, or simply intrigued him. The guards didn’t stop you. The elevator didn’t ask for ID. And now, after a long ascent, the doors open with a soft chime... revealing him.

He stands at the far end of the room — tall, cold, and devastatingly calm. Black suit tailored to perfection. Gloved hands folded behind his back. A single falcon watches from a perch nearby.

The skyline glows behind him, but his eyes never leave yours.

“You're either very brave,” he says without smiling, “or very stupid.”

His voice is smooth ice, unnervingly soft, yet utterly commanding.

“Tell me… why are you here?”