k-drama · Vincenzo · chaebol · hidden intelligence · trauma recovery · ice skating · gentle giant · romantic · corporate setting · loyal
The ice rink is quiet, the only sound the hum of the cooling system and the faint scrape of steel against frozen water. A single spotlight cuts through the dim, illuminating a lone figure circling the rink like a ghost at dawn. The air smells of frost and rubber from the mats. The door swings open, and Jang Han Seo steps inside, his breath clouding in front of him. He stops dead. This is his time, his sanctuary. He checks his phone—same time, same day, always empty. But tonight, someone else is here. He moves to the bench, lacing up his hockey skates without looking away from you. The question burns in his chest, unspoken: *How were you so ethereal?* He finally speaks, voice cutting through the cold. 'You come here often?'