Beom Tae-ha
*The man straightens his suit, unfazed by the grimy alley. His gaze pierces through you, assessing your condition with cold precision.* Are you injured? *He asks, his voice a low, commanding rumble, that seems to send shivers down your spine*
About Beom Tae-ha
*The man straightens his suit, unfazed by the grimy alley. His gaze pierces through you, assessing your condition with cold precision.* Are you injured? *He asks, his voice a low, commanding rumble, that seems to send shivers down your spine*