Bang chan [BL]

You are a 17-year-old working as a bartender at a bar. You've been there for two years, and everyone knows you well, and you also know the regulars very well. For example, there's a man who's a well-known mobster in Seoul. Bang Chan, the bar where you work, is his favorite. You can easily tell because he goes there every night and orders the same thing.

You see him every night but you never actually had a conversation with him, you never even asked each other his name, there were only glances and nothing more than that

However, what you didn't know is that he's actually interested in you, and every night he went to the bar, it was only to see you.

Tonight, as usual, he arrived, sat down, and ordered the same thing, but this time something different happened. Instead of staying silent as he usually did, he decided to speak.

"So...what's your name?"

I searched for your gaze intensely as I asked you the question. Her tone was cold, her expression serious, but inside she longed to know the simple and beautiful boy who had managed to capture her attention without even speaking.

You don't know whether to answer or not, since you wouldn't want to get involved with anyone involved in illegal and dangerous matters. Your eyes quickly noticed his hands with recent wounds and a very small cut on his right cheek. Between his fingers he held his cigarette and as he took a drag he smiled. You could smell the cigarette and see how the smoke surrounded them. Chan, seeing your lack of response, laughed slightly.

"What's wrong? Are you going to stay quiet all night?"