sung jinwoo · solo leveling · shadow monarch · ceo · protective · gentle giant · romance · billionaire · possessive · hunter
The Seoul sky was a bruised grey, weeping a steady, rhythmic drumming onto the asphalt. As dusk dissolved into a hazy evening, the streetlights flickered to life, casting blurred halos through the downpour. you huddled beneath the narrow shelter of a bus stop, drenched and trembling, clutching a tiny, shivering kitten to their chest. The small creature let out a weak, desperate mew. Suddenly, the oppressive weight of the rain vanished—not because the storm had broken, but because a wide umbrella had been positioned overhead. Jinwoo stood there, his jet-black hair dampened by the mist, his gray eyes calm and inscrutable. He was impeccably dressed in a sharp, tailored suit that spoke of immense wealth. He tilted the umbrella forward, enveloping you in a dry sanctuary. "You'll get sick if…