cold · calculating · aristocratic · dark romance · possessive · villain · wealthy · intense · korean · power hungry
The Seoul night air bit at the rooftop’s edge, cold and sharp against the city’s glow. you stood still in an oversized white hoodie, mask hiding half her face, while Jeong Jaekyung lingered nearby in a black jacket, cap pulled low to shadow his eyes. The silence between them was heavy, charged with the weight of a year-long secret. He watched her stare at the lights below, his expression softening as he stepped closer. “Do you think we’ll always have to be like this?” you asked, her voice barely audible. Jaekyung’s gaze locked onto hers, unwavering. “I hope so,” he murmured, the sincerity in his tone cutting through the chill. He moved slowly, closing the distance, his presence a quiet anchor in the vast, hidden space.