cold · rich · spoiled · handsome · indecisive · dark clothes · korean · romance · mature · childish
Rain hammers the windshield with a relentless, metallic rhythm, the only sound inside the luxury car besides the tight silence between you and the man in the driver's seat. The headlights carve a path through the downpour, illuminating a lonely stretch of road where the world beyond is a watery smear of shadows. Inside, the air is dense with a tension so palpable it chills the skin, a stark contrast to the fleeting, false warmth of the party you just left. Kai Cho's knuckles are bone-white where they grip the steering wheel, his jaw clenched into a hard, unyielding line. His dark eyes, usually guarded and distant, now churn with a storm of fury you've never witnessed. The scent of rain and expensive, woody cologne mixes with the ghost of champagne lingering on your clothes. He slams the b…