Leaving the peaceful and secure mountain resort behind, Kim and Su-ha now live in a bustling, upscale neighborhood in the city. Their little son is fast asleep, while Su-ha is getting ready for her new college or fashion studio routine.
Right then, trouble strikes!
Su-ha is walking toward a coffee shop, dressed in a light grey dress, her long hair left open, making her look breathtakingly stunning. At that exact moment—the handsome guy from the video with golden hair, blue eyes, and matching eyebrows (a playful, mischievous smile playing on his lips) steps right into her path and blocks her way!
He flashes a crooked smile and says with a teasing wink,
"Well, well! Such a gorgeous girl walking all alone, and yet why on earth does the city traffic seem to be on my side today?"
Su-ha narrows her eyes at him, looking annoyed.
"Move aside! I'm already running late."
But this guy is not someone who backs down easily. He steps a bit closer, whispering in a cheeky tone,
"Late for what? Missing out on sharing a coffee with someone as vibrant as me would be a crime! Besides, compared to that gloomy, black-haired guy with glasses, wouldn't a colorful guy like me suit you much better?"
Su-ha's eyes go wide in disbelief.
"Are you out of your mind? I am a married woman and I have a child!"
Just then, a deep, grave voice echoes from behind—
"Then I suppose it's time to fix this gentleman's messed-up head, isn't it, Su-ha?"
Su-ha turns back to see Kim standing there! The fierce rage in his magical blue eyes is gone, replaced instead by a light, playful, and slightly jealous smirk. Kim walks up with slow strides, wraps his arm tightly around Su-ha's waist, pulls her close to him, and glares at the golden-haired guy with an ice-cold yet challenging look.
"You should have thought twice about your future before blocking my wife's path, friend!"
The golden-haired guy chuckles lightly, raises his hands in surrender, and says,
"Oh! So this is the legendary 'Kim'? Fair enough, looks like the field is taken! But Miss Su-ha, you really would have looked better with me than this annoying bodyguard of yours!"
With that, he flashes a quick wink and vanishes into the crowd.
Kim smiles softly, leans close to Su-ha's ear, and whispers,
"So, are you coming home with this 'annoying bodyguard' now, or were you planning to chase after that cheeky brat?"
Su-ha blushes crimson, bursts into a fit of soft, giggling laughter, grabs the lapels of Kim's coat, and pulls him close.
"Let's just go home! Otherwise, that mischievous guy really might come back."Deep into the night, standing alone in front of the studio's bright floodlights, Su-ha was striking pose after pose as she modeled. She wore a glamorous yet sophisticated outfit, and every single step of her catwalk carried flawless confidence. The surrounding area was quite peaceful at that hour.
At that exact moment, the studio door pushed open, and in walked that lively, cheeky golden-haired boy with blue eyes and matching eyebrows! A mysterious and mischievous smile danced in his eyes.
He flashed a crooked grin, walked right toward Su-ha, and began slow-clapping as he said,
"Wow! Lights, camera, and such a mesmerizing pose in the dead of night it would almost be a crime to watch this view all alone, wouldn't it, Miss Su-ha?"
Su-ha startled slightly at his sudden appearance, narrowing her eyes in annoyance.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you see the 'No Entry' sign outside during shooting hours?"
Unfazed, the guy stepped even closer, lowering his voice into a teasing whisper.
"Signs say a lot of things, but my eyes only know how to look for one thing and today, that very thing walked right into this studio. Besides, just because that gloomy, black-haired guy with glasses or that bodyguard-like Kim keeps an eye on you all the time, does that mean I shouldn't come to enjoy a beautiful view?"
Su-ha's eyes went wide with anger as she crossed her arms and stood her ground.
"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of here right now, or I'll call security!"
Just then, a familiar, cold, and grave voice echoed from outside the heavy studio door
"There's no need to call security, because taking care of trash like this is my job tonight."
Su-ha turned around to see Kim standing there! A fierce fire of intense emotion blazed within his magical blue eyes. Su-ha then gestured silently with her eyes for Kim to leave. Lowering his gaze, Kim understood his wife's silent cue in an instant and quietly stepped back into the shadows.
After Kim left, Su-ha let out a sigh of relief, turned her gaze directly toward the golden-haired, blue-eyed, and matching-eyebrowed guy, and asked point-blank,
"Well, what is your name? At least I deserve to know your identity and the reason you barged into the studio uninvited in the middle of the night to cause a disturbance!"
The guy flashed a mischievous, playful grin, pulled his hands out of his pockets, leaned in slightly, and said,
"What will you even do knowing my name, Miss Su-ha? But since you've asked, listen closely people around this city know me by a single name, and just like my striking looks, my name is quite special. For now, though, you can just think of me as your 'passport to trouble' sent to cure the loneliness of your midnight ramp walk!"Su-ha could no longer hold back her laughter; she burst into a soft, sparkling giggle. That gentle smile and flutter of her eyes instantly defused all of the cheeky guy's arrogance in a single moment.
Finishing up her modeling session, Su-ha began walking toward her dressing room. Glancing back, she said with a hint of a mock threat,
"Are you going to stop your nonsense or not? And just so you know, that 'bodyguard' keeping watch outside could make these fancy golden hairs of yours vanish forever in a single second!"
The guy flashed a slight smile, tucked his hands behind his back, and began walking right behind her, saying,
"Oh, come on! That gloomy guy only knows how to stand back and supervise, but the real fun is hidden right here in this challenge, isn't it, Su-ha?"Glancing back out of the corner of her eye, Su-ha turned around to face the cheeky, golden-haired, blue-eyed, and matching-eyebrowed guy, a subtle, curious smile playing at the corners of her lips. Under the studio's bright floodlights, her light grey dress looked even more mesmerizing. Taking a deep breath, she asked in a rather dramatic tone, "Well, Mr. Know-It-All, your teasing has gone on long enough. Now, won't you please tell me your full name in detail? I mean, I want to hear in complete detail who you actually are and where you came from!"
Seeing Su-ha's curiosity about his name, the guy looked even more pleased with himself. He ran a hand gently through those golden locks, his blue pupils twinkling with a mischievous smile, and pulling one hand out of his pocket, he struck a stylish pose and said, "Oh, Miss Su-ha! Why are you so curious to know my name? Or has your ear grown tired of hearing the name of that gloomy, black-haired, glasses-wearing guy, or that 'bodyguard'-type Kim standing outside, that you want to hear something new? Listen then—my name and identity don't end in just a single word. My full name is Zian Valentino—from the city's underworld to the fashion ramp, my name has a completely separate craze everywhere. People love me, and many keep their distance out of fear. But when a gorgeous model like you asks to know my name of her own accord, it feels like this name of mine has finally found its true worth!"
With her eyes wide at his display of self-praise, Su-ha burst into a sparkling, lighthearted laugh. Shaking her head slightly, she said, "Wow! There's no shortage of grand titles, I see! Zian Valentino, or whatever... but when is this habit of yours of performing magic tricks going to end? Did you really think that by barging into the studio in the middle of the night without any permission to annoy me, I would get scared?"
Taking a step closer with an even more mysterious smile, Zian said, "Scared? Who would ever dare to scare you, Su-ha? I came here simply to add some color to this monotonous modeling life of yours. That Kim wants to lock you up all day like a doll inside a glass showcase. But me? I'm like the open breeze, capable of breaking this cage and teaching you how to live freely. Tell me, aren't these golden hair, blue eyes, and this gaze of mine any less attractive than that gloomy Kim?"
Unable to hold back her laughter any longer, Su-ha giggled out loud. Standing right in front of the dressing room door and recalling Kim, she said, "Your confidence is truly something else! But let me warn you—if these words of yours reach the ears of that man waiting outside, he won't leave a single strand of your precious golden hair intact. He'll make them vanish forever in a single second."
Unfazed, Zian didn't look worried at all; instead, leaning in even closer, he whispered, "Would I still be called Zian Valentino if I feared him? He might be the master of that mountain resort or this city, but right in front of the smile on your lips, even the greatest empires can turn to dust, Su-ha. Tell me, after tonight's North Star-like brilliant modeling session, can't you offer this mischievous Zian an invitation to grab a cup of coffee?"
Amidst the soft lighting of the studio, their lighthearted banter and playful, romantic conversation lifted the entire atmosphere into a completely different dimension. Leaving behind the bloodshed of the past, the dark alleys of dark romance, and the lingering shadow of Victor's fear, these moments of carefree mischief in Su-ha's new chapter felt like a breath of fresh air. For a fraction of a second in the studio's soft lighting, the entire atmosphere seemed to freeze. With that mischievous smile still lingering on his face, Zian didn't wait another moment. Leaning in close to Su-ha, he suddenly pressed his lips gently against hers—a quick yet unexpectedly sweet lip kiss!
Su-ha froze completely like ice. A sharp breath caught in her throat in the blink of an eye. She had never imagined that this cheeky guy would pull off such a bold move!
Stepping back just one pace after the kiss, Zian's blue eyes flickered with a hint of victory and mischief. Running his tongue over his lips, he whispered, "You can think about the coffee offer later, Miss Su-ha! But this little advance payment was definitely due today."
Blushing crimson with a mix of embarrassment and fury, Su-ha pushed Zian away with trembling hands and stammered in a shaking voice, "You... have you completely lost your mind?! If Kim sees this right now..."
Before she could even finish her sentence, that ice-cold, heavy voice thundered from outside the studio
"What is left to see, Su-ha?"After that tense and suffocating atmosphere in the studio
Leaving behind Kim's fiery gaze and the smirk at the corner of Zian's lips, the scene shifted to a private moment.
Inside the quiet, softly lit corner of the VIP room, Su-ha sat alone. Following Zian's unexpected move, a subtle tremor still lingered in her heart. Just then, the door of the VIP room clicked open quietly, and Zian Valentino with his golden hair and piercing blue eyes stepped inside without a sound.
That familiar, crooked smile was plastered across his face, and his eyes shone with a mischievous light.
Startled, Su-ha tried to stand up, saying in a mix of annoyance and shock,
"What are you doing here? What if someone outside sees us? Get out of here right now!"
Zian didn't look flustered in the least. Instead, he took slow, deliberate steps forward until he was standing right in front of Su-ha. There was no fear or hesitation in his eyes, only a deep and intense pull.
In a soft yet confident tone, Zian said,
"Who is there to fear, Su-ha? The one you were supposed to fear is long gone. And I'm not the kind of guy to leave you hanging halfway."
Without wasting another second, Zian closed the distance completely. Wrapping his arms tightly around her soft waist, he pulled her flush against his chest and pressed his lips onto hers in a deep, passionate, and intoxicating lip kiss!
At first, Su-ha froze like a stone, caught completely off guard. But within moments, she lost all her resistance in the warmth of Zian's fierce and mesmerizing affection. Without realizing it, her hands gripped tightly onto his broad shoulders, completely surrendering herself to the deep kiss. In the profound silence of the VIP room, nothing could be heard except the sound of their ragged breaths and the frantic rhythm of their heartbeats.
After a long while, when they finally pulled slightly apart, Su-ha's chest was heaving, and her face was flushed crimson with shyness.
Resting his forehead against hers, a playful, wicked grin dancing in his eyes, Zian whispered,
"How was that, Miss Su-ha? Can you finally forget that gloomy guy and find some peace now?"
Lowering her gaze with a bashful, blushing smile, Su-ha gave his chest a light, playful punch and whispered back,
You really are a complete devil, Zian..."