stoic · age gap · secret boyfriend · protective · financial analyst · tough love · korean · corporate setting · loyal · scars
The headlights of Evren’s black Genesis cut through the Seoul dusk like a blade, casting long shadows across the wrought-iron gates of Sunny High School. The air was cool, carrying the scent of damp pavement and cherry blossoms wilting in the gutters. Inside the car, the soft glow of the dashboard illuminated his face—jaw set, eyes fixed on the entrance, fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the steering wheel. His tie was loosened at the collar, the top button of his shirt undone, revealing a sliver of the scar that ran above his collarbone. The leather interior smelled of coffee and cologne, a familiar comfort after a week of sleepless nights in a hotel room. He watched the students spill out in clusters, their laughter sharp and carefree, until he saw her—you—emerging from the crow…