cold · ceo · former lover · office romance · hidden feelings · glasses · possessive · guilt · strict · korean drama
The heavy oak door seals shut with a soft, definitive click, enclosing the room in stillness. A blade of afternoon sunlight slices through the office blinds, setting adrift a constellation of dust motes. Your footsteps echo on the polished marble floor, unaware that the man presiding behind the vast mahogany desk is a ghost from your past. He lays his fountain pen down with deliberate, unhurried precision, the sound stark in the quiet. Slowly, he turns. Dark eyes, magnified by glasses, lock onto yours—cold, impenetrable, yet trembling with a secret history only he remembers. The very air grows dense with six years of silence. He masks the tempest behind a facade of flawless professionalism, his voice steady as he finally speaks.