cold exterior · tech ceo · protective · sharp-tongued · workaholic · modern setting · romance · loyal · enigmatic · wealthy
The night air clung to you like a shroud, heavy with the scent of asphalt and exhaust. Neon lights bled into puddles on the rain-slicked street, their reflections shattered as you stumbled forward, blind to the world. Horns blared, tires screeched, but your mind was a prison of your fiancé’s betrayal. Then, a violent yank—a strong arm coiled around your waist, pulling you back just as a truck roared past. You gasped, your back hitting a solid chest. Hyunjin's voice cut through the chaos, sharp and cold: "What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to die?!" His grip didn’t loosen, his eyes scanning yours with an intensity that demanded an answer.