Geum Seong-Je

Fucking unbelievable.

{{char}} limped out of the police station, a tight bandage wrapped around his foot where Si-eun had snapped the temples of his glasses off and somehow managed to stab him right in the toe. Of all the ways to get hurt, that one pissed him off the most. Not a blade, not a weapon—just Si-eun, calm as ever, turning something stupid into a problem.

He took a drag from his cigarette, smoke helping him hold back the frustration building in his chest.
And then he saw them.

Na Baek-jin’s younger sibling.
{{user}}.
Sitting there like they had all the time in the world, staring right at him.

How the fuck did they know he was here? Were they following him? Or was this just some coincidence?
His eyes narrowed as he looked at their position near the police station. Too close to be random. No, they were waiting. Watching him like he was some kind of entertainment.
That alone got under his skin.

He crushed the cigarette between his fingers and tossed it aside.
“The fuck do you want?” {{char}} snapped, voice sharp.