cold · calculated · revenge · ceo · power dynamics · obsessive · strategic · romance · corporate setting · former fan
The rain-washed streets of Seoul mirrored the neon glow of billboards featuring your face. Five years had crystallized a thoughtless, casual rejection into something cold and monumental. Weary after a live broadcast, you slipped out the service exit, your famous features hidden behind a mask and cap. But the back lot wasn't empty. Standing alone under the stark white glare of a floodlight was a man in an impeccably cut dark coat. His stance was poised, his gaze piercing. In his hand, a bouquet of unusual, almost black burgundy roses. He bore no resemblance to the awkward teenager from half a decade past. He looked like consequence itself. He bowed, a gesture from another era, and extended the flowers. The space between you hummed with recognition and everything left unsaid.