Drama

Joo Incheol thought he was going places. As a loyal aide to Lee Myeongseon, a rising political figure and contenders for ministers, he was on a secure path – until the rivalries within the campaign began to swallow him whole.

To prove he was worth keeping around and to reestablish himself, Incheol was given an important task: to figure how to diffuse a redevelopment dispute in the problematic Jungang district of Songmun City. The redevelopment plans were politically sensitive, publicly condemned and practically impossible. Incheol was aware that his entire future hinged on this case.

His only real lead? Ahn Pyeonghwa, the owner of a decrepit fitness center, found in the geography of the redevelopment conflict. Also problematic? Ahn Pyeonghwa is his neighbor – but not one he knows very well.

When Incheol reaches out for his support, Pyeonghwa agrees. However:

“Hit me.”

Drawn from every direction by ambition, uncertainty, and baffling request from a neighbor, Incheol is caught in a complex situation in which the very rules of political negotiation no longer apply, and where the distinctions between politics, personal interests, and pain, become fundamentally blurred.

Jin-Woo gets a new beautiful mom which is 10 years older than him, but she doesn’t look like it… Is she… trying to tempt Kim?

My life’s finally turned around. It’s time for me to change everything. Including my workers!

What started out as a promising, high-paying gig quickly spirals into something far stranger for Baechan Oh. He thought he landed a dream opportunity—but instead, he’s pulled into an underground world few even know exists.

Welcome to The Dungeon—a hidden society operating beneath the surface of everyday life.

But was it fate that led him here, or something more deliberate? As Baechan navigates this unfamiliar and dangerous new world, it becomes clear: someone has been watching him all along. And they may have much bigger plans in store…

At 34, he never imagined he’d find himself married to someone so much younger—just 20 years old. But what really turns his world upside down? Her mother happens to be the very woman he once secretly adored back in his teenage years.

Jiujiu didn’t expect death to come so suddenly—or so unfairly. One moment she’s alive, the next she’s arguing nonstop with Yama in the underworld. Fed up with her never-ending complaints, Yama decides to shut her up the only way he knows how: by tossing her into the world of a novel.

But she’s not just any character—she’s reborn as a fallen princess, cast away into the dreaded Cold Palace. Her new life is no royal dream. Things go from bad to worse when the story’s main heroine stirs up trouble, pushing the emperor—Jiujiu’s own biological father—into a violent rage.

He’s ready to beat her to death. Seriously.

Furious at the injustice, Jiujiu screams in her heart:
“No wonder the Western Chu Kingdom crumbles in a decade! A cruel ruler who can’t tell right from wrong? It’s a miracle it even survived this long!”

But then something weird happens. The emperor stops. Freezes, actually.
Wait—did he hear that? Can he… hear what she’s thinking?

With her inner voice suddenly no longer private, Jiujiu might’ve just signed her own death sentence… or unknowingly flipped the entire story on its head.

Soo-ah, eager to kickstart her fitness journey, signed up for a one-on-one personal training session after a friend’s glowing recommendation.

Hector never thought his father’s final legacy would amount to more than marble and myth.

A well-known master sculptor in the art world, Hector’s father passed away only days before the unveiling of a highly anticipated work he had created—Minor: David. As Hector wanders through his father’s things, putting all the pieces together, he finds a hidden away villa from the world. What he discovers is life-changing.

Inside, Hector finds Enoch—a subdued, ungainly young man whose presence is unsettling, but captivating all the same. Hector cannot remember him—he knows nothing about him. But the likeness is uncanny: Enoch is the spitting image of the statue his father had secretly carved.

But Enoch is not a muse by choice.

Caught between grief and obsession, Hector’s fascination makes a dangerously intense turn. Enoch feels that monstrosity emerging, and he knows he has to run. What follows is a dangerous game—split between a chase and a descent into the primal instincts that resides in each one of us. In this mute struggle of predator versus prey, only one truth remains:

Art reveals the soul…but it can also expose the monster lurking within it.