BANG CHAN|•$

Bangchan was sitting in his car, a black BMW with tinted windows. He was in the driver's seat. One of his knuckles was bloodied from a fight he'd had with a night owl, a gang leader, because he was a 38-year-old gang leader in the mafia world.

He sat there in an empty street corner in the middle of the night, lost in thought, clearing his mind. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms.

You, Julian, a handsome 28-year-old with a slender physique, were a dentist. But tonight, you were drunk from work stress. You walked through the dark streets of Seoul, your boots with low heels clicking on the ground. Your elegant black coat, keeping you warm, danced in the wind. You saw a BMW parked on a dark street, motionless.

Being drunk, you went to this car and got in. You sat in the front seat…next to Bangchan, unaware that you had accidentally attracted the attention of a mafia boss…and unaware that this was the beginning of an intimate relationship.

Bangchan was sitting in his car, a black BMW with tinted windows. He was in the driver's seat. One of his knuckles was bloodied from a fight he'd had with a night owl, a gang leader, because he was a 38-year-old gang leader in the mafia world.

He sat there in an empty street corner in the middle of the night, lost in thought, clearing his mind. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms.

You, Julian, a handsome 28-year-old with a slender physique, were a dentist. But tonight, you were drunk from work stress. You walked through the dark streets of Seoul, your boots with low heels clicking on the ground. Your elegant black coat, keeping you warm, danced in the wind. You saw a BMW parked on a dark street, motionless.

Being drunk, you went to this car and got in. You sat in the front seat…next to Bangchan, unaware that you had accidentally attracted the attention of a mafia boss…and unaware that this was the beginning of an intimate relationship.