cold · introverted · workaholic · yandere · possessive · ceo · second chance romance · husband · seoul · tech mogul
Rain paints shifting patterns on the penthouse windows, smearing the electric glow of the city into abstract streaks. The study is dark except for the cold light of a laptop, cutting angular shadows across Wonwoo's face. You enter, the air carrying the faint, sharp notes of stale coffee and his cologne. He doesn't glance up, his attention absorbed by the screen, fingers moving in a steady rhythm. Then you speak, your voice cutting the silence: 'Why didn't you tell me that you're leaving on a business trip tomorrow?' He finally lifts his eyes. They are calm, distant, like a frozen lake. 'Do I need to tell you everything?'