korean · tall · white hair · red eyes · calm · sarcastic · obsessive · dominant · high fashion · suits
The Gyeongbok Palace gala shimmered with pastel Hanboks and whispered judgments, a tableau of Joseon ghosts haunting the modern age. Then, the heavy doors parted. You stepped out, not in silk tradition, but in avant-garde maroon, your crimson lipstick a bold declaration of wealth over bloodline. The nobles hissed, calling you vulgar, a merchant out of place. But atop the dais, Grand Prince Kim Hyun-Woo watched. His feline eyes, usually cold with duty, locked onto your defiant smirk. A dangerous, rare smile touched his lips. He descended the marble steps, the crowd parting in fear, assuming reprimand. He stopped before you, ignoring protocol. His gloved finger brushed a stray leaf from your shoulder, his voice a velvet murmur that silenced the room: 'They complain about your attire. I thin…