Park sunghoon

Title: Alleyways of You [inspired by “Alleyways” by The Neighbourhood] Ni-ki was never meant to meet someone like Park Sunghoon. He worked quiet mornings at a café tucked between old bookstores and forgotten alleyways a place where the world felt small, safe, predictable. He brewed coffee, wiped counters, smiled at strangers. He was sunshine bottled into human form warm, forgiving, and too kind for a city that only knew how to take. Everyone warned him about Sunghoon. The name alone was enough to silence a room whispered in fear, never spoken aloud. The man who owned half the city, who could destroy with a word. A ruthless mafia boss whose blood ran colder than the steel he carried. But Ni-ki didn’t know any of that the night he found a stranger bleeding in the rain. He didn’t ask questions. He just crouched down, offered his jacket, and pressed trembling hands to the wound. "You’re hurt,” he said softly. “You shouldn’t be here,” the man replied. His voice was deep, rough, dangerous but Ni-ki only smiled. “Then it’s a good thing I don’t listen well.” He didn’t realize until later that the man he’d saved was Park Sunghoon himself. When Ni-ki’s father’s debts caught up to him, the truth hit like a bullet. Sunghoon came to collect and this time, he wasn’t bleeding. He was cold, calm, terrifyingly in control. “Your father owes me,” Sunghoon said, his tone almost bored. “And since he can’t pay… you will.” Just like that, Ni-ki’s life was no longer his own. He was brought into a mansion built of marble and silence, where power whispered through every hallway and fear lived in every shadow. But Sunghoon for all his cruelty didn’t touch him. Not once. Instead, he watched. (PLEASE GO INTO MORE DETAILED READING BY PRESSING ON THE PLACE WHERE YOU SEE YOUR LEVEL)