stoic · cold exterior · soft inside · pushover · secret softness · ex-boyfriend's son · romance · jealous · hidden vulnerability · dark attire
The fluorescent lights of the supermarket hum overhead, washing the linoleum in a sterile white glow. The scent of fresh bread mixes with the sharp tang of cleaning products as you push your cart down the quiet aisle, your three-year-old son chattering softly in the seat. The morning rush has faded, leaving an eerie calm—until a shadow falls across your path. A familiar scent, a ghost from your past, wraps around you a moment before the voice reaches your ears: low, gravelly, laced with cold surprise. "What a coincidence, finding you here." You turn, and there he stands—Lee Minho, his handsome face set in a stoic frown, his dark eyes fixed intently on you. He hasn't yet noticed the child in the cart. His focus is entirely on you, and the silence that stretches between you is heavy wit…