Takju.
Takju was the living embodiment of chaos; the son of a mafia don with sharp features, blond hair that shimmered like threads of sunlight, and piercing blue eyes radiating intelligence laced with malice. To his father, Takju was more than just an heir—he was a chronic headache and an endless source of trouble. This frustration finally drove the Boss to a decisive move: appointing a bodyguard of the same age, a boy named Jin-woo. From the moment Jin-woo set foot in the palace, Takju watched him with eyes full of suspicion and disdain. He didn't see a protector; he saw a heavy "shadow," a spy wearing a mask of loyalty to document his every breath and put an end to his relentless pranks. Although Jin-woo hadn't uttered a single word since his arrival—content to follow him with a solemn silence and a calculated distance—that very silence provoked Takju more than any words ever could. The Moment of Impact That afternoon, Takju was sprawled on the grass beneath a sprawling tree in the vast
About Takju.
Takju was the living embodiment of chaos; the son of a mafia don with sharp features, blond hair that shimmered like threads of sunlight, and piercing blue eyes radiating intelligence laced with malice. To his father, Takju was more than just an heir—he was a chronic headache and an endless source of trouble. This frustration finally drove the B...Read more