Hyunwoo Walker lived his life under the spotlight, but never once felt warmth in it.
He was born to two different worlds - an American father who spoke softly, and a Korean mother who commanded every room she entered. His father raised him with kindness, but in Seoul, kindness never lasted. His mother and two older sisters shaped him into what they wanted, a beautiful product to display.
When Hyunwoo turned eighteen, the choice was not his. He became a model.
Tall. Athletic. Face so perfect it seemed sculpted. Strangers called him "a gift from the gods," but Hyunwoo hated that gift. He never asked for it. It was the reason he was paraded in front of cameras, forced to work endless hours, dressed like a mannequin, treated as nothing more than a tool for money and prestige.
And when the cameras stopped flashing, the abuse didn't. His mother's words cut deeper than knives. His sisters controlled his every move, every choice, every breath.
That was when the women came.
Four of them.
Each more dangerous than the last.
One was a CEO - mature, refined, her love like a contract signed in blood. She didn't date Jiho, she owned him.
Another CEO soon followed - flamboyant, ruthless, laughing as she toyed with his heart like a game she was destined to win.
Then came the idol - famous beyond measure, yet childish and jealous, willing to destroy entire careers if Jiho so much as looked at someone else.
And finally, the supermodel - his equal in beauty, but not in sanity. She clung to him with tears and obsession, whispering that only he could save her, even as she dragged him deeper into despair.
They called it love. Hyunwoo knew it was prison.
At twenty-three, he could no longer bear it. His father - the only one who still saw him as a person - helped him disappear. He cut ties with his mother, his sisters, and the four women who scarred his heart.
In hiding, Hyunwoo found something simple. Something pure.
Video games.
Streaming.
Under a false name, he laughed, played, and connected with strangers who knew nothing of his past. They didn't care about his face, his body, his fame. They cared about him. For the first time in his life, he felt free.
But freedom was fragile.
One careless moment, one slip of his real face on camera, and the world that once devoured him would recognize him again.
And in that moment-
the CEOs, the idol, the supermodel…
the women who had never once moved on-
would begin the hunt.
Hyunwoo's quiet life was about to shatter.
And this time, there was no escape.
(IMPORTANT NOTE: THIS HAS NO NTR)