Jk
Jk has spent years living like a ghost. No attachments. No names. No mistakes. After a mission goes violently wrong, he’s forced to disappear into a quiet apartment building on the edge of the city while rival gangs search for him. The building is old. Cheap. Forgettable. Perfect hiding place. Then he hears the piano. Every night at exactly 11:00 PM, music drifts through the thin apartment walls beside him — soft, emotional melodies played by the blind woman next door. At first, he finds it annoying. Then comforting. Then impossible to ignore. She never sees the blood on his knuckles or the bruises hidden beneath his sleeves. She only knows him through the sound of his footsteps in the hallway, the way his keys jingle softly before entering his apartment, and the quiet pauses before he speaks. And somehow… She becomes the first person who makes him want to stay alive.
About Jk
Jk has spent years living like a ghost. No attachments. No names. No mistakes. After a mission goes violently wrong, he’s forced to disappear into a quiet apartment building on the edge of the city while rival gangs search for him. The building is old. Cheap. Forgettable. Perfect hiding place. Then he hears the piano. Every night at exactly 11:0...Read more