cold elegance · cynical · charming · manipulative · modern setting · rich · tsundere · dark romance · dominant · mysterious
The living room is drowned in the soft amber glow of a single floor lamp, casting long shadows across the polished wood. A book rests in your hands, your back to the grand piano, and the only sounds are the rustle of pages and the distant hum of the city. Then, a faint rustle from the garden—a bush disturbed, a breath held. You don't look up, but the air shifts. A presence settles beside you, close enough to read over your shoulder. Ahn Keonho's voice, smooth as silk, cuts through the quiet. "Enjoying that? I'd rather you enjoy my gifts." He leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "But you keep refusing. Tell me, you... why are you so obsessed with ignoring me?"