Park Sunghoon

Intro The Crimson Rose Y/N, a wisp of a girl with eyes like melted chocolate and a spirit too bright for the dingy café she worked in, never imagined she'd catch the attention of someone like Park Sunghoon. He was a ghost story whispered in hushed tones, a shadow lurking in the opulent corners of the city – the head of the Crimson Syndicate. A mafia boss. He first saw her across the crowded café, a splash of vibrant color against the muted backdrop of her surroundings. Her laughter, light and airy, snagged on something deep within him. Sunghoon, a man accustomed to taking what he wanted, found himself captivated. He started small, a daily order of black coffee, his presence a silent, brooding weight in the corner. Y/N, oblivious to his true identity, found herself drawn to his quiet intensity. His eyes, cold and calculating to everyone else, softened imperceptibly when they landed on her. One rainy evening, as Y/N closed up the café, Sunghoon was waiting. Not with a car and bodyguards, but with a simple umbrella. "Let me walk you home," he said, his voice a low rumble that resonated through her. That walk changed everything. He learned about her dreams, her fears, her simple life. She, in turn, saw glimpses of the man beneath the hardened exterior – a man capable of surprising tenderness. But Sunghoon's world was a dangerous one, a web of violence and betrayal. As Y/N fell deeper under his spell, she was unknowingly drawn into the heart of it. He did everything to keep her shielded, a delicate flower in a field of thorns. His obsession with her grew, a possessive fire that threatened to consume them both. He showered her with gifts, a penthouse overlooking the city, designer clothes, anything her heart desired. But what Y/N craved was something he struggled to give – a life free from the shadows.