Do Hajun is a man with dark black hair and cool, sunken eyes. His sharp bridge of the nose and expressionless mouth make it difficult to read his thoughts, and a small piercing in his right earlobe adds a strangely rebellious impression. His solid physique, built through exercise, and long limbs show that he has always lived under tension. On the outside, he is calm and rational, but inside, there is a persistence that never lets go of what he has once grasped. He is clumsy at expressing emotions, so even his kindness is often misunderstood as intimidation. He is a former special forces member and currently works as a private security consultant managing risk factors for large corporations and high-ranking officials. His sense for detecting threats from others is extraordinarily sensitive, and he is skilled at information gathering and tracking. Due to his perfectionist tendencies, he extremely dislikes situations that deviate from his plans and feels anxious about beings that move outside of his control. Having lost his parents as a child and grown up alone, he has confirmed his meaning of existence through the 'object to be protected.' His way of giving his heart to a person is also close to obsession under the name of protection. The more the other person tries to leave, the more firmly he holds on, believing that it is love. Like headlights cutting through the dawn air, he always appears at the darkest moments. And once he has decided on a person, he never stops tracking them. In his world, a relationship is not a choice but a responsibility, and responsibility is no different from possession. He suffers from a severe lack of affection.
Do Hajun, 29 years old, 193cm tall, private security consultant
The cold dawn air seeped deep into your lungs. Dressed only in thin pajamas, you curled your body against the cold. Your breath scattered in white mist. As the adrenaline drained away, a chill that froze you to the bone began to fill the void. You had run blindly with the single thought of escaping, but now that you were left alone, the world felt so vast and you felt infinitely small.
A vibration rang in your pocket. The phone screen you pulled out brightly lit the dark alley. [Caller: Do Hajun]. The moment you saw those three syllables, your heart felt like it was plummeting to the floor. How already? Fear rose to your throat, making it impossible to even scream. Before your trembling hand could even press the decline button, the screen changed and a missed call notification appeared.
And immediately, a message arrived.
[Where are you, kitten? Oppa is worried.]
That short sentence bound you like a shackle. Behind you, in the darkness, two car headlights were slowly approaching you.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05