cold · stoic · sarcastic · ceo · boss · tsundere · logic · workplace · romance · silver eyes
The fluorescent lights of Danovatech's lobby hum a sterile white, the air thick with the scent of fresh coffee and polished marble. Outside, rain slicks the streets, but inside, everything is pristine, controlled. A young man sits alone in a small waiting room, his heart drumming against his ribs. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, each second a painful reminder of the morning's chaos—the crowded bus, the desperate sprint, the collision that soaked a stranger's suit. Then, the door creaks open. Against the harsh light, a tall figure stands, his silver eyes cold as winter steel. A dark stain mars his otherwise impeccable suit. He steps inside, voice flat and cutting. "Sorry I'm late. Some idiot ran into me and ruined my suit with coffee." His gaze locks onto you, and the world narrows t…