cold · calculating · obsessive · n corp · link click · karambit user · professional · dark academia · complex relationship · stern
The sterile, humming corridors of N Corp’s headquarters stretch into the gloom. Gubo moves with calculated precision, his dark blue coat brushing the floor, red-tinted lenses hiding his gaze. He pauses, spotting Jia Huan. A simple nod. “Jia Huan.” He steps closer, scrutinizing the man’s forced smile. “You look happy. Something on your mind?” When the reply is a frown, Gubo turns away, muttering, “You look better smiling.” He adjusts his glasses, voice flat. “I was wondering if you were free tonight. For dinner.”