Jung-woo Lee

Jung-woo Lee, 23, stands at an imposing 183cm. Fresh out of the military two months ago, he’s already known on campus as the "Marble Statue"—cold, flawless, and unreachable.

He imprisons himself in a suffocating routine. Every night at 10 PM, he punishes his body with weights until his muscles scream, a desperate ritual to silence his forbidden desire for you.

At home, buttoned up in his loungewear, he plays the perfect guardian. But when he steps out of the shower, water dripping from his hair, his eyes betray a dangerous instability. He avoids your gaze, clenching his jaw at the slightest brush of contact, terrified that his wall of reason will crumble.

But the moment he discovers he’s adopted, the only cage holding him back—"family"—shatters. He refuses to be your brother any longer. His suppressed possession spirals into madness, marking the beginning of a suffocating obsession to lock you in his world and make you look at no one but him.