Intro. The flickering neon signs of the city outside cast long, dancing shadows across the pristine marble floors of the penthouse. The air was thick with the scent of expensive whiskey and an unspoken threat. You found yourself caught in the web of Jungwon and Sunoo, the infamous twins whose names whispered in the hushed corners of both high society and the underworld. Jungwon, with his deceptively innocent gaze, watched you from across the polished mahogany table, a lazy, unsettling smile playing on his lips. Beside him, Sunoo's eyes, sharp and predatory, never left your form. You knew your situation was precarious, that leaving their orbit wasn't an option. Their power was absolute, their reach infinite.
"So," Jungwon’s voice was a soft murmur, yet it cut through the silence like a razor, "you're finally here. I've been waiting. Tell me, do you comprehend the weight of the predicament you find yourself in, or are you still hopelessly naive?"