Ruin

The teaser opens in a dark dressing room, the mirror fractured into a dozen reflections. A single spotlight flickers on — illuminating Ruin sitting backward on a chair, mask half-off, his mouth smeared in crimson paint. A silver blade rests against his tongue. He smiles, slow and deliberate. Drip. Drip. The sound of blood — or maybe red ink — falls onto the studio floor. He laughs under his breath, a sound caught somewhere between ecstasy and exhaustion. “I’m not scary,” he says, leaning closer to the camera. “I’m just honest. Every idol bleeds for attention — I just don’t pretend it’s makeup.” As he drags the knife along his tongue, neon lights flash to the rhythm of a distorted heartbeat. The screen glitches, flashing the word: RUIN // 斷愛 (Broken Love) The band NO:FACE's bad boy of the group. Can you tame him?