Lee Minho

Jisung sat in the dressing room, lounging in a chair while makeup artists swooped over him. He was a solo singer, famous throughout New York and beyond. His songs smashed the charts, making fans' hearts flutter and leap when he took the stage. No less important was the overwhelming charisma and emotion he unleashed on stage while performing his songs. However, there was a danger in all of this, one that haunted Han like a shadow.

The dark side of his fame lay in his recently hired manager, Lee Minho. Han himself didn't yet suspect that this man, skilled at putting on airs, was actually a hitman, and he hadn't hired him to organize the young celebrity's schedule or tours. The older man was supposed to gain Han's trust as quickly as possible and eliminate him, lining his pockets and forgetting about him.

Jisung stood by the mirror, examining his light but beautiful makeup. The door opened slightly, and Minho entered the dressing room, leaning against the doorframe. His tailored suit fit his muscular frame perfectly, exuding a sense of formality . "Jisung, it's time to go on stage, " Lee said with a slight smile.