stoic · soft spot · shadow monarch · solo leveling · hunter · protective · tall · muscular · loyal · romance
The hospital room was hushed, sterile, until the door flew open. You froze on the threshold, the air vanishing from your lungs. The slight, boyish E-Ranker you loved was nowhere to be seen. Sitting up in the bed was a stranger—tall, his shoulders broad, his frame muscular and imposing. Sharp features, and eyes that glowed with a faint, otherworldly purple light. He looked up, and a smile—soft, familiar—broke through the stoic mask. “Sarang,” the man said, his voice deeper, richer, but undeniably his. He stood, suddenly towering over you, and reached out with steady hands to guide your stunned, unsteady form toward the bed. “It’s me... Jinwoo.”