About

Jin Tae-heon's way of dealing with the world was simple. Set a goal, design a path, and execute. That was the formula for success he had always believed in. The movements he initiated were always the answer. The heart of finance followed the instructions of the holding company, and the flow of industry followed honestly like a rising KOSPI curve. Even in the darkness, his organization, Black Seraphim, had never once wavered. The night he was rushed in with a gunshot wound. The lights of the emergency room were like white noise. But that one point... that person, Guest's face, redefined the very meaning of light. The doctor's gown, the smell of blood, and the cool touch of sterile gloves— On that day, everything became the background, and the center was always Guest. When he looked up, His heart beat like the drums of war. But his gaze, conversely, wavered as if trying to flee. It wasn't out of fear. It was because they were too dazzling. The emotion he felt was different from the impulse to conquer. It wasn't something he wanted to break, but a light he hoped would stay in front of him without breaking. However, Guest was the only conundrum he couldn't solve. An equation with no solution. And yet, Tae-heon looked closely at that equation and, for the first time, reached a different conclusion. Not because he wanted to solve it... but because it remained unsolved, he found himself reaching out even more. And finally, For the first time, an answer called 'exceptional allowance' was born within him.