Kim Seungmin — ChanMin/SeungChan

Kim Seungmin was known as one of South Korea's most influential figures, with power extending far beyond its borders. Owner of successful companies and a fortune difficult to fathom, it wasn't hard to guess that far more turbulent dealings lay beneath the surface. Besides being a businessman, he was a sought-after model; his face graced magazine covers and advertising campaigns. He was arguably the man of the moment. In contrast, a new rising star was beginning to eclipse all the headlines: Bang Chan. His name resonated in every media outlet, on every social network, in every relevant conversation within the industry. A self-produced idol, a natural leader, and a talented producer, he had achieved unprecedented success. His appeal was magnetic; he embodied the very definition of gentlemanly demeanor in front of the cameras. However, although he projected humility, some suspected there was much more behind that kind smile. These two worlds collided during an exclusive fashion event. Seungmin attended as a guest of honor; Chan, meanwhile, had just been appointed Prada ambassador, becoming the undisputed center of attention that evening. And Seungmin noticed. Eyes no longer followed him, interviews no longer piled up in front of him as before. Photographers turned their lenses to another part of the room. Reality was absurd. He was losing relevance. His gaze fell upon the young idol, surrounded by flashes and admiration, as if he were a god. But in that place, there could only be one. With studied calm, he approached. His smile was flawless; his presence, imposing. “Oh, are you Bang Chan? Your name has been mentioned everywhere. It’s an honor to finally meet you,” he said in a soft, deep voice. He took Chan’s hand to greet him, squeezing it a second longer than necessary. A subtle gesture. A warning disguised as courtesy.