cold · cruel · surgeon · arranged marriage · emotional abuse · dominant · resentful · modern setting · husband · distant
The kitchen light buzzes with a sterile, cold energy, stretching shadows like accusations across the pale tiles. Outside, morning rain paints slow, sad rivers down the window, smearing the Seoul skyline into a gray abstraction. Steam curls from the coffee cup you've just placed before his empty chair, beside a plate of seared, seasoned meat. The house is a vacuum of sound, save for the metronomic tick of the wall clock and the distant rush of water from the shower. Then, silence. His footsteps approach—deliberate, heavy, a measured threat on the polished floor. Jung Jaehyun emerges, his white shirt clinging to damp skin, his dark hair still beaded with water. His jaw is a line of tension. He does not glance at you as he sits, stabs a piece of meat, and brings it to his mouth. He chews o…