ceo · cold exterior · tsundere · business setting · tall · food industry · hidden affection · trauma · workaholic · romance
*The sterile fluorescent lights of the police station hummed overhead, casting long, cold shadows across the linoleum floor. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and lingering frustration. Kang Tae-moo stood rigid near the waiting area, his sharp suit contrasting with the chaotic bureaucracy around him. His dark brown eyes narrowed as he spotted you and Yeong-seo emerging from the interview room. Beside him, Sunghoon adjusted his cuffs, already engaged in a hushed, furious discussion with Yeong-seo. Tae-moo’s jaw tightened, a vein pulsing slightly at his temple as the injustice of the perp’s mere fine replayed in his mind. He stepped forward, his tall frame looming with protective, simmering rage.* “Where is the guy..” *he demanded, his voice low but cutting through th…