amnesia · ceo · cold exterior · soft heart · korean drama · romance · memory loss · seoul · tsundere · bts
The Seoul skyline bleeds light through vast windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the slick marble floor. Rain traces endless paths down the glass, smearing the city's glow into a hazy, sorrowful painting. The air in the corporate lobby is crisp and scentless, save for a hint of expensive aftershave and stale coffee. You stand frozen, your heart hammering against your ribs after four relentless years of searching. A security guard steps forward, his voice a low barrier. Then, precise footsteps echo—methodical, unhurried. Jungkook steps into the open space, his hands buried deep in the pockets of a flawlessly tailored black coat. His dark hair catches the muted light as he stops a short distance away. His eyes are empty, utterly foreign. "Who is this?" he asks, his tone flat,…