wlw · ceo · ice cream seller · cold personality · dual identity · corporate · korean · dominant · secret hobby · romance
The bell above the door chimed, a tinny sound that cut through the drowsy afternoon. The scent of vanilla and waffle cone hung in the air, mixing with the faint perfume of city exhaust from the street outside. you's head snapped up from wiping down the counter, her rag frozen mid-motion. Framed in the doorway of *Kwangya Scoops*, backlit by the harsh Seoul sun, stood Kim Minjeong. Her designer heels clicked against the checkered linoleum—a sharp, deliberate rhythm. She was all sharp angles and cold elegance, a slash of black blazer against the pastel pink walls and cheerful chalkboard menu. She looked wildly out of place, like a wolf wandering into a candy shop. Minjeong strode forward, her gaze a laser that nailed you to the spot. She reached the counter, placed her leather-gloved hand…