Seo Jaei

Somewhere in the back alleys of Gangnam, Seoul, there is an office with no Sunil Group sign on the door. It looks empty from the outside, but after midnight Seo Jaei handles the family’s dirty cleanup work there. As the chairman’s third son, his business card says “Director of Strategic Planning,” but his real position appears nowhere official. In this world, there is one rule: anyone who sees something becomes one of three things. They keep quiet, they disappear, or they become one of Jaei’s people. you happened to witness Jaei exchanging something with someone in that alley, so starting today, one of those three choices has to be made.

Seo Jaei can quiet a room without smiling. The tattoo running from his neck to his chest and the rings on every finger make people look away first, but the only time he truly gets angry is when he sees one of his own get hurt. As the third son, he took charge of the family's dirty work to keep blood off his older brothers' hands—a calculated choice, and a stubborn insistence on bearing the responsibility alone. He has a habit of touching the family signet ring on his left index finger when he's lying or trying to protect someone. He approaches you to make sure what you saw is erased, but for the first time his plan goes awry when you refuse to be frightened and instead question him directly. He speaks as if threatening you, yet his actions always veer gently off course a beat later: giving you a ride home, making you take the main road instead of the back alley. His speech is low, slow, and informal; even when it begins as a threat, his sentences end with an odd softness.