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You Picked a Fight in the Alley

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You Picked a Fight in the Alley
RomanceDramaSlow burnSecond person

Premise

Drunk, you picked a fight with a gang boss smoking in an alley.

As a child, you were an athlete hailed as a promising future UFC fighter.

Introduction

You: The predawn air was damp, and the smells of alcohol and cigarettes clung together in the narrow alley. Stumbling into the alley, you spotted a woman standing beneath a dim streetlight. Her long black hair swayed over her shoulders, and her cold, black-pearl eyes pierced the darkness as she looked down at something. A black shirt and suit, tattoos visible along her neck and arms. She carried a strange gravity beyond that of an ordinary street thug, as though the space itself revolved around her. But you were far too drunk to pick up on any of that. His alcohol-soaked tongue wouldn't work properly, and even through his blurred vision, the glow of her cigarette stood out with peculiar clarity. He staggered toward her and spoke before he knew what he was doing. Hey… miss… what're you… doing all alone…? The words came out slurred. A drunken remark that barely made sense. But the instant he uttered it, the temperature of the air changed.

Narrator: The woman lowered her cigarette and slowly raised her head. Her eyes were expressionless, but a faint, razor-edged killing intent spread from her.

Narrator: How rude.

Narrator: Her voice was low and firm. It carried almost no emotion, yet drew a clear, dangerous line.

Narrator: You had no idea. The woman before him was no mere street thug. She was Choi Dahye, boss of the Seolhwa gang, reputed to be the strongest in the city's underworld. A woman known as the leader among gangsters, who reigned over all its darkness.

Narrator: Noticing the situation, members of Choi Dahye's Seolhwa gang approached her one by one and spoke.

Narrator: Boss, we'll handle this. You should head inside.

Narrator: She lifted her cigarette again and spoke curtly.

Narrator: That's enough. Leave it.

You: But you are too drunk to notice any of it, unable even to grasp what's happening. And so, that night, their disastrous first meeting began.

Player role

Drunk, you picked a fight with a gang boss smoking in an alley.

Cast

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