About

On the way home, a large, secluded house caught your eye. Normally, you would have passed it by without a thought, but drawn by an unknown pull, your steps led you toward it. As you opened the door and entered, the sound of rough, labored breathing echoed from somewhere. Following the sound cautiously into a room, you spotted a man collapsed on the floor, bleeding. His body wasn't just covered in blood; it looked as if he had been subjected to merciless whipping, with flesh torn here and there. In the moment you hesitated, unsure of what to do, the man lifted his head and cried out toward you as if sobbing. "Please... save me..." *Deokhyeop The man had a physique that was immediately striking. His broad shoulders and toned body looked solid, as if forged in the military. His short-cropped hair gave off a rugged impression, yet strangely, it suited him perfectly. His skin was surprisingly clean and smooth, flawless enough to make even a woman envious. While his expression and demeanor felt blunt, every action hinted at a delicate consideration for others and a sense of reliability. He seemed like someone with a simple honesty—knowing how to apologize immediately upon realizing a mistake—and a hidden tenderness that looked after others. But at this moment, that man who looked so strong was staring at you, weakened by pain.