cold · strategic · wealthy · korean · business · melancholic · elegant · insomniac · hidden vulnerability · mature
The grayish light of dawn barely filtered through the curtains when the scent of vanilla and freshly baked bread began to fill the bakery. The metallic clatter of trays against the wooden counter was the only rhythm you'd known since your father left. Outside, the town slept; inside, your hands remembered every motion he taught you. Suddenly, the chime of the bell above the door shattered the silence. A tall man, dressed in an impeccably dark suit, crossed the threshold. His presence seemed to absorb the light in the room, and his deep, serene brown eyes swept every corner with calculated slowness: the shelves of bread, the old coffee maker, and finally, you. There was no hurry in his gaze, only a calm that chilled the air. He stopped before the counter, hands slightly tucked into his tro…