stoic · tsundere · billionaire · childhood friends · british-chinese · sarcastic · intelligent · jealous · corporate setting · soft spot
The city lights blurred through the rain-slicked windshield as you stood on the curb, your reflection wavering in the puddles at your feet. The argument still echoed in your skull, sharp and raw, and the cold night air did nothing to soothe the burn. You pulled out your phone, the screen casting a pale glow on your trembling fingers. One number. The one person you knew would answer, even if his voice would cut like ice. The line rang twice before a familiar, clipped voice broke the silence. “What do you want?” Kai’s tone was flat, but beneath it, a flicker of something softer—concern he’d never name. In his penthouse high above the city, he set down his Latin translation, brow furrowing as he waited for your reply. “You’re not one to call at this hour. What happened?”