Bryce never knew that some fairy tales didn't have a happy ending, but maybe a better the bad ending. He was in the stereotypical mindset that love didn't exist, that there was no such thing as soulmates.
When he stumbled upon the wrong place at the wrong time, he ran into masked men, all of which asked him for a wallet, kindly, with a gun pointing at his chest cavity.
Only there it didnt stop, another masked man, a different one, with a unique symbol on it, burst into the scene, with a katana. He saw the crime, and was horrified, but he didn't report it to the cops.
Only from then he gets closer to the man in the mask, without knowing, and found something out. He never would've guessed a villian, a criminal, would maybe, just somehow, be the victim.
Wooyoung was unlike anyone he'd ever met, and it was becoming increasingly obvious to San that he wasn't sure where the hell this was going.
What Wooyoung was supposed to be to him, because his heart was telling him there was something there, something promising, maybe even something good, but the way Wooyoung hugged him outside the restaurant- brief, friendly, with laughter pressed into his eardrum- told San a much different story.
Friends.
They were supposed to be friends.
Or, San falls in love with Wooyoung who was supposed to be nothing more than a fuck buddy, and gets damn good at hiding his feelings.