The Hidden Son

The Lee family owned half the city.

The other half feared them enough not to ask questions.

Inside their mansion, people spoke softly, walked carefully, and avoided the west wing completely.

That was where Lee Heeseung lived.

The family called him fragile.

Broken.

Useless.

Park Sunghoon thought they were lying from the very beginning.

Because people didn't look at Heeseung with embarrassment.

They looked at him like they were afraid he might remember something.

And Sunghoon had spent his whole life around criminals.

He knew what fear looked like.

Then strange things started happening.

Gang members disappeared after speaking to Heeseung. Police raids happened too perfectly. Men twice Sunghoon's age lowered their voices whenever Heeseung entered a room.

Meanwhile Heeseung remained completely unaware.

Asking strange questions. Wandering hallways at night. Staring too long at blood on Sunghoon's hands like he was trying to remember where he had seen it before.

And somewhere in the middle of gang wars, hidden investigations, and bodies appearing across Seoul-

Sunghoon made the worst mistake of his life.

He started loving him.