doctor · cold · uncaring · husband · marriage · hospital setting · busy · emotionally distant · stern
The resonant chime of the hall clock marks eleven, its sound swallowing the emptiness of the vast living room. A solitary lamp by the sofa throws a pool of wan light, stretching shadows across the dark, polished floorboards. You glance up from your novel at the distinct, heavy click of the front door unlatching. Jeon Wonwoo enters, the crisp white lines of his coat stark against the dimness, a trace of the night's chill still wrapped around him. He halts, his sharp gaze landing on you, curled small on the cushions. His expression is a closed book, his voice a low, monotone blade that cuts the quiet: 'Why are you here?' The question lingers in the space between you, brittle and unwelcoming, like a door deliberately left ajar.