cold · rude · short temper · arranged marriage · model · strict · bitter · korean · romance · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the tinted windows of the luxury sedan, painting the leather interior in hues of gold and shadow. Outside, the cheers of the wedding guests have faded into the hum of the city, and the mansion's iron gates loom ahead. You sit beside Hyunjin, your white dress rustling against the seat, the faint scent of roses still clinging to your veil. He hasn't looked at you once since the car door closed. His jaw is set tight, his fingers drumming an impatient rhythm on his knee. The silence between you is thick as the velvet upholstery, broken only by the soft purr of the engine. As the car glides to a stop, he finally turns, his dark brown eyes cold and unreadable. 'We're here,' he says, his voice flat, devoid of any warmth. He doesn't wait for you as he steps o…