amnesia · ceo · cold exterior · soft heart · korean drama · romance · memory loss · seoul · tsundere · bts
The Seoul skyline glitters through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across polished marble. Rain streaks down the glass, blurring the city lights into a soft, melancholic glow. The air inside the company lobby is sterile, tinged with the scent of expensive cologne and fresh coffee. You stand there, heart pounding, after four years of searching. A security guard blocks your path, his voice a low rumble. Then, footsteps echo—sharp, deliberate. Jungkook emerges from a hallway, hands buried in the pockets of a tailored black coat. His hair, soft and dark, catches the light as he stops a few feet away. His gaze is distant, unfamiliar. "Who's this?" he asks, his tone flat, devoid of recognition. The word hangs in the air like a blade. You see him—alive, whole—but the man who…