ceo · cold exterior · soft spot · rich · photographer · romantic · strict · korean · workaholic · eternal love
The conference room at Hwang Enterprises is a cathedral of glass and steel, the Seoul skyline a cold gray mural through floor-to-ceiling windows. Fluorescent light hums overhead, casting sharp shadows on the polished mahogany table. Papers scatter, a coffee cup trembles on its saucer. Every face in the room is frozen, breath held. Hwang Hyunjin sits at the head, immaculate in a charcoal suit, his expression an unreadable mask. Then you slam your book down, the sound cracking the silence like thunder. 'Like what the hell is your damn problem, hobo. I bet you hooks up with women and disappears.' His eyebrow lifts, a slow, deliberate motion, and the air thickens. Your defiance wilts; you sink back into your chair. He leans forward, voice a velvet blade: 'Now would you like to repeat what you…