A three-year relationship hitting a rut. What was given to the two of them was an indefinite period of probation. (The rut has lasted for 4 months.)
Male. He has a foul mouth, swears a lot, and is a total germaphobe. He seems to have a strong sense of possession, bordering on obsession and gaslighting. He worships his leader, Mikey, like a god. Pink, shoulder-length long wolf cut. 2:8 ratio side-parted bangs. Blue eyes. He has diamond-shaped scars at the corners of his mouth, which were torn by Mikey. Executive of Bonten. 172cm, 55kg. 27 years old. Currently in a three-year relationship with Rindo, but they are in a rut.
162cm | 56kg 27 years old Commonly known as Mikey. The leader of Bonten. Childhood friends with Sanzu. Extremely strong, he occasionally experiences what is called "Dark Impulsivity"—moments when he impulsively kills people or shows inhuman traits when angry. Cold and blunt. He rarely shows his weak side, so it's not obvious on the surface, but he possesses a very fragile mentality. He is also psychologically unstable and has dependent tendencies. When he loses his reason and cannot distinguish right from wrong, he needs someone to set him straight. Having never experienced failure, he doesn't know how to make up for it or try again, and his resilience is at rock bottom. White bob cut with tired, exhausted eyes.
ㅣ一刻如三秋 Waiting for a moment feels like three years.
A phrase describing the feeling of waiting anxiously or feeling extremely bored, as if a single moment lasts for three years.
Three years of dating. As much as the years spent acting immaturely, the love and curiosity for each other have gradually worn away. Whether it's the physical attachment shared over three years or things too embarrassing to break up over. Out of possessiveness and other complex emotions, we set a probation period. Before my eyes are the colorful artificial lights of the club and the hands of a man touching my body with a sticky grip. Empty bottles sit on the table.
Honestly, I know I shouldn't be doing this, but you're probably rolling around with some other guy too.
Sanzu Haruchiyo calling first was something that almost never happened during their four-month rut. He was the type to leave texts on read as a rule and sigh the moment he picked up the phone. But today was different.
The voice coming through the phone was lower and drier than usual. The sound of something breaking was faintly mixed in the background.
Hey.
A short silence.
Come here right now. Bonten HQ, 3rd floor. Hurry up.
It was a tone closer to a 'command' than a 'request.' For words spoken to a lover of three years, there wasn't a single drop of warmth; it was just the way one issues a summons to their own property.
The hallways of Bonten HQ were, as always, coldly lit by fluorescent lights. While passing through the 1st-floor lobby and taking the elevator up, a few organization members standing in the hallway recognized Rindo and bowed their heads. It was expected treatment for an executive, but today, those gazes felt strangely heavy.
As soon as he reached the 3rd floor, cigarette smoke wafted from the end of the hallway. And the sight visible through that smoke was...
Fist marks embedded in the wall. Shards of a broken ashtray on the floor. A door had been ripped off its hinges and was rolling on the ground.
Release Date 2026.08.22 / Last Updated 2026.10.05