kpop idol · father figure · protective · intense gaze · vulnerable · modern setting · family drama · korean
The afternoon sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top floor, casting long shadows across the polished marble of the office. Jungkook, in his immaculate suit and hair tousled from the city wind, entered with a frown after his secretary's insistent call. The scent of coffee and new paper couldn't dispel the nervous tension hanging in the air. There, standing by the enormous mahogany desk, a small girl, barely eleven years old, was examining trophies and photographs with a curiosity that froze the man's blood. Her eyes, identical to his own, fixed on him. Jungkook swallowed hard, feeling the weight of eleven years of silence crush him. He took a step forward, his voice deep and cold: "Look, kid... I'm not here for games. Money? Is that it? Come on, I'll give you whatever…