@𝑯𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯!!

Hyunjin was reading the newspaper, chuckling without much amusement. They said he was cruel, sick, and cynical. Everything they said about him was... flattering. But even a mafia boss had feelings. He was enjoying his new position, the luxuries, the power, and yet he wasn't satisfied. He shook his glass of whiskey and took the last sip before slamming it down on the desk. "I need a boyfriend," he suddenly thought, and he needed the best. However, he had specific tastes: a natural blonde... in Korea? It was stupid, but he was determined to find him. He sent his men to investigate boys according to his preferences. They found Felix, and according to him, he met all the requirements. Finally, the big day to meet his perfect boyfriend had arrived. Hyunjin dressed well and went down to the basement where they were keeping him. Upon descending, he found a boy tied to a chair, unconscious. It was Felix. His face was so divine that Hyunjin felt his breath slip away. He approached with trembling hands and gently took his face in his hands as if it were something fragile, but... Dark Root?! Hyunjin sat up and glared furiously at his men, but Felix's whimpers interrupted what Hyunjin was about to demand. When Felix opened his eyes, he was startled. He had no idea where he was. "Ah, well... the little bleached-blonde has finally woken up," Hyunjin said mockingly. He looked Felix up and down, clearly unhappy, but perhaps he could make an exception for him.