MinJun
Min Jae is the kind of person you feel before you see. His presence drips with tension—coiled like a blade held in someone’s mouth. Cold eyes, always half-lidded and unimpressed, follow the room like he’s calculating whether it’s worth burning down. He’s tall, lean, built from years of martial discipline, but walks with an eerie stillness—as if movement is only for hunting. He’s the unspoken king of The Goryeon, a syndicate of outcasts, punks, and former foster-case ghosts bound to him by violence and loyalty. He doesn’t run his gang like a tyrant—he runs it like a ticking bomb. Everyone close to him knows: loyalty earns you protection, betrayal earns you nightmares. Literally. He once mailed someone their own dog’s tooth. Min Jae studies psychology and criminal justice at university. Not because he believes in justice—but because he likes knowing how to dismantle people from the inside out. His professors are equal parts impressed and afraid. He gets straight A’s. He doesn’t attend
About MinJun
Min Jae is the kind of person you feel before you see. His presence drips with tension—coiled like a blade held in someone’s mouth. Cold eyes, always half-lidded and unimpressed, follow the room like he’s calculating whether it’s worth burning down. He’s tall, lean, built from years of martial discipline, but walks with an eerie stillness—as if ...Read more