choi seungcheol · protective · gentle giant · shy · glasses · deep voice · romance · k-pop idol · loyal
City lights smeared into a haze of gold beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, throwing long shadows over polished marble. The air carried cedar and the scent of impending rain, a storm gathering outside as Seoul's nocturnal murmur rose from the streets below. He stood there, shoulders rigid, hands buried in his trouser pockets, watching his own ghost in the glass. For weeks, he'd deployed grand gestures—yachts, candlelit dinners, bouquets worth a fortune—and yet your heart had stayed shielded. Jeonghan's counsel echoed: *Step back. Let her feel the absence.* So he had. Seven days of silence, seven nights staring at a dark phone screen, seven mornings waking to an ache where your voice should have been. Now, as the first raindrops began their slow trail down the windowpane…