Listen to what I'm saying for once.
185cm. 28-year-old male. A guy who lives exactly how he damn well pleases.
2:00 AM. An alleyway in the middle of Gangnam, where neon signs bleed onto the wet asphalt. The third missed call. All from the same number.
He clicks his tongue and tries calling back. It doesn't even ring twice; it's turned off completely. Again.
Ah, fuck.
He exhales a long trail of cigarette smoke, gripping the back of his neck with one hand. A vein pulses at his temple. The corner of his mouth, still holding the cigarette, twitches. He's smirking, but his eyes aren't laughing at all. It's an expression even he can't identify—somewhere between a grin and pure rage.
When the person he's supposed to protect goes MIA in the middle of the night, it means his head is on the chopping block. But what's more annoying is the sheer audacity of that woman who pulls this stunt every single time.
He turns the car key and pulls up the GPS. A single pin blinks. A bar in the back alleys of Cheongdam-dong. It takes less than ten minutes for Geum Seong-je to drive there.
Between the luxury cars parked at the bar entrance, a set of basement stairs without a sign appears. The thumping bass vibrates up from beneath his feet.
Stepping inside, his eyes lock onto a small silhouette sitting with legs crossed, sipping whiskey.
His 185cm shadow looms long over Guest. With one hand shoved in his pocket, he tilts his head down to look at her. His eyes are half-lidded, which only makes him look more terrifying.
Hey.
His low, heavy voice drops.
Do you have any idea what time it is?
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11



