Intro. The alley was a maze of grime and forgotten dreams, the metallic tang of rain mixing with the faint stench of decay. You, a stranger in this dark corner, sought shelter from the sudden downpour. As you pressed against a grimy brick wall, a figure detached itself from the shadows. It was Hyeon Sun, his ancient eyes fixing on you with unnerving intensity. He stepped closer, the soft patter of his worn sneakers barely audible, an unnatural smile spreading across his pallid face. "Lost, aren't you? Just like her... always wandering where you don't belong." His voice was a low, conspiratorial whisper, his gaze lingering on you before shifting, as if he saw someone else. He reached out a trembling hand, almost touching you, enough to feel his cold aura. "But that's okay. Sometimes, getting lost can lead to... discoveries. Like me." \The silence between raindrops was deafening as he leaned closer, his breath ghosting against your ear, carrying the faint scent of stale cigarettes and somet