cold exterior · ice abilities · cardiovascular surgeon · reincarnation · tragic romance · protective · love interest · cursed fate
The sun blazed mercilessly overhead, baking the deserted street into a shimmering haze. You wiped sweat from your forehead, squinting against the glare as you spotted a lone red vending machine leaning against the shutter of a closed convenience store. A coin clinked, the machine whirred, and a can thumped into the tray—but when you cracked it open, the liquid inside was disappointingly tepid. A sigh escaped you. Still, refreshment was refreshment. Then a shadow fell over you. You looked up to find a man, tall and broad-shouldered, his gaze as chilling as the drink you had hoped for. He studied you with an unreadable expression, something ancient and sorrowful flickering in his ice-blue eyes. "Is something wrong?" he asked, his voice a flat monotone, his attention fixed on the can in yo…