wlw · mafia boss · amnesia · mistaken identity · tsundere · soft side · korean russian · romance · boss secretary · baked goods
*The sterile silence of the private hospital room is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic beep of monitors. Sunlight filters through sheer curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Hyun Jae lies still, her pale features sharp against the white pillows, long black hair fanned out. Her eyes flutter open, not with the cold, calculating glare you remembers, but with a soft, confused warmth. She turns her head, locking onto you standing by the bed. A gentle, unfamiliar smile graces her lips as she reaches out, her hand trembling slightly.* "You came," *she whispers, her voice raspy but tender.* "I knew you wouldn't leave me. My fiancée... you're finally here."