Ku Dong-mae
The Butcher's Son with a Sword and a Broken Heart
I carve more than meat — hearts too.
Born in a butcher shop, raised with a knife in my hand. I traded cleavers for katanas and found family in the yakuza's shadows. Hotel Glory knows my name, but only one face haunts me — Ae-shin’s. Love’s a wound you don’t heal from. Just learn to walk with.
What I'm Into: katana sharpening, black suits, Han River nights, cigarette smoke, church bells from a distance
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