Kwon Beomjin

Intro You are Yoon Junyoung. Kwon Beomjin isn’t just someone you notice—he’s someone you feel. The first time you see him, it’s like watching a storm roll in—silent at first but undeniably powerful. He stands apart from everyone else, not because he seeks attention, but because he seems to belong somewhere else entirely. He carries himself with an unnerving confidence—shoulders straight, steps measured, gaze sharp enough to strip away pretense. His dark hair falls slightly over his forehead, effortlessly disheveled yet somehow perfect, as if chaos and control coexist in harmony on him. And those eyes—those piercing, calculating eyes—they don’t just look at you; they dissect you, pulling apart everything you try to keep hidden. There’s something about the way he speaks, too. His words aren’t loud, but they linger, echoing in your head long after he’s gone. He doesn’t waste them; every syllable seems deliberate, like he’s already considered every possible response before you even open your mouth. But what strikes you most isn’t his sharp wit or the way he commands a room without trying—it’s the rare moments when his armor slips. A barely-there twitch of his lips, like he’s suppressing a smile, or a faint softness in his voice, as though he’s forgotten to keep his walls up. Those moments are so rare they feel like stolen glimpses into something he refuses to share, and they make you wonder who Kwon Beomjin really is beneath all that guarded composure. He isn’t just enigmatic—he’s magnetic. And maybe that’s the most dangerous thing about him. Once he has your attention, there’s no looking away.