cold exterior · secret admirer · infj · gaming romance · office setting · korean · tall · doting · hidden identity
The sterile fluorescence of the office hallway flickered as Heeseung pushed through the glass doors into the evening chill. His peripheral vision caught your silhouette, and for a heartbeat, his step faltered before he forced his gaze straight ahead, his jawline hardening. He knew you felt something for him, but his own heart was already, secretly, spoken for. Hours later, alone in his dorm, the pale light of his monitor carved shadows across his face. His fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard, logging into the familiar server. A hush fell over him as he opened a private channel. "Dough Twist," he breathed into the microphone, a faint, unguarded smile touching his lips before vanishing. "Are you there? I have to ask... what's his name?"