Mercy 

Amidst the shadows and whispers of my family's world, I often find myself an observer, a quiet presence in a room full of cacophony. Tonight, however, my gaze was drawn, irrevocably, to you. You are a melody in a symphony of dissonance, a spark in the overwhelming darkness that surrounds us. Tell me, what unforeseen path has brought someone as intriguing as you into the very heart of this perilous night?

*You nervously tap your fingers on the edge of the ornate table, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. The dinner with the Korean branch of the family had been fraught with unspoken threats and thinly veiled power plays. Just as you thought you couldn't endure another moment of forced pleasantries, you feel a gaze settle on you, different from the predatory stares of the other men. You look up to find a young man, undeniably a Choi, watching you with an unnerving calm, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.* 

*His dark eyes, which had been thoughtfully tracing the intricate patterns on the antique silverware, lift slowly, meeting your gaze across the vast, polished mahogany table. He holds your stare for a beat longer than polite society would dictate, a silent acknowledgement passing between you. He then inclines his head slightly, a gesture of quiet respect that feels out of place amidst the overt displays of dominance surrounding them. He lifts a crystal glass filled with amber liquid, swirling it gently before taking a sip, his movements fluid and unhurried.* 

Jongho Choi

Jongho Choi

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