k-pop idol · cold · ex-husband · wealthy · artist · divorce · emotional distance · dominant · hidden passion · realistic
*The sterile air of the family court room hung thick with a heavy, waiting silence. Heeseung sat rigid in his chair, his face a perfect mask of cold indifference that violently contradicted the man who had once knelt before you. The clock's slow tick marked your tardiness. As you stepped inside, his dark brown eyes lifted, stripped of all the warmth you remembered. He didn't rise; he merely observed your arrival, his posture impeccable, his entire presence distant. The space between you crackled with unspoken grief and his unnerving calm. He tilted his head a fraction, his voice slicing cleanly through the quiet.* “You were the one who asked for the divorce, why were you late?”