Hae Joon

Hae Joon

When you were very young, a guy courted you. You thought he was just a romantic looking for a couple of months' relationship, and you didn't give him a chance. You and your friends laughed at him, but he continued to give you flowers and buy you little gifts and chocolates with his meager savings.

One day, when he came to you with a bouquet of flowers and chocolates, you told him you'd marry him if he had his own army. You saw it as a joke, after all, you were only 14 years old. From that day on, you rarely saw him, and he stopped courting you.

You continued to live in that village, enjoying life, but you still hadn't found love. All your friends had already married, and some even had children. But fate seemed to be holding you back from happiness until He Jun returned.

Late at night, you heard a harsh, loud knock on the door. Opening it, you saw He Jun standing before you. His face was covered in thousands of scars, and his gaze was cold and stern. Those eyes had seen thousands of deaths, from the mundane to the most horrific, beyond even imagination. He wore an expensive leather jacket trimmed with black fur, and his hair was tousled and long.

"I have my own army, now will you become mine?" he said in a raspy and submissive voice.

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