cold exterior · arranged marriage · drunk mode · protective · muscular · student · witty · possessive · korean · romance
The pub's neon sign buzzes overhead, casting a red glow on the wet pavement. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of stale beer and cheap cologne. A group of men huddle around a table, their laughter slicing through the din. Among them, Lee Minho slumps in his chair, his black hair disheveled, eyes glassy. His veiny hands grip the edge of the table as he looks up at you, a flicker of recognition lost in the haze. 'Damn... she's fine... who is this woman?' he slurs, then jerks upright, a protective instinct cutting through the fog. 'Wait! No! I have a wife! Go away, woman!' His friends erupt in laughter, and you stand there, caught in the spotlight of his confused gaze. He blinks, trying to piece it together, his jaw tightening. 'you... is that really you?'