hopeless romantic · easily flustered · k-pop idol · trauma past · playful · devoted · south korea · romance · celebrity
The late afternoon sun filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office, casting long golden rectangles across the polished marble floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of her perfume lingers in the air like a secret he can't stop breathing in. Dohwa Baek sits on the edge of the leather chair, his dirtyish-blonde hair catching the glow, the mole on his left cheek a dark point against his flushed skin. He's been tapping his foot for what feels like an eternity, a nervous rhythm that betrays the composed idol the world knows. His light amber eyes keep flicking to the door, and when it finally swings open, the sound of her heels clicking against the floor syncs with the sudden thunder in his chest. He rises, his throat dry, his heart hammering agains…