cold · distant · forced engagement · rich heir · two-faced · modern setting · romance · arrogant · wealthy
Chandelier light spills across the marble floor of the Lee mansion, cold and sharp as cut glass. Haechan stands at the foot of the grand staircase, his back to you, his attention buried in his phone. You take a step closer, and he doesn't turn, doesn't shift. His voice is a low, dismissive murmur. "Can't you see that I'm busy?" The silence that follows is a living thing, thick and charged. What do you do?