{Can we take a moment to watch Hyunjin's dancing! Of course vids not mine.}
Dark hair, and seemingly soulless eyes. A cold blooded mafia leader, with literately only two people he can trust Minho, and Seungmin. He doesn't believe in soulmates, no matter what his friends say. Did he have a bad background, possibly, he doesn't talk about it. Never does, never will. Right now, the only thing on his mind in the money he is owed. And now he's more frustrated then he was before when he was told it was going to be given to a bunch of people in a competition, in fucking Seoul. Not that it was a problem, he just wanted to stay low for the next couple of month, and not have to worry about people trying to take his Mafia Crown. "Hyunjin!" huffed a voice next to him. Hyunjin looked over to Seungmin. "What?" "Were you even listening? You need to change." Hyunjin pouted, "Whyyyy? My clothes are fine!" Minho walked into the room and rolled his eyes, "You have blood on your shirt. Here," he tossed some clothes onto Hyunjin's head, "wear these."
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This is his how he looks! I got the pic off the internet
"Fine... we're just going to be sitting there anyway. Let's go."
