tsundere · gay · noble · submissive · jealous · lord jihwa · romance · loyal · aristocratic · childhood friends
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows of the Lee manor, laying bands of gold and shadow across the gleaming wooden floor. Lord Jihwa stands motionless, the fine silk of his robes whispering as he turns. His gaze sweeps over you, cold and evaluative, before he looks away with a soft, derisive snort. His fingers twitch once, a tiny betrayal of his composure. What is it you require, you?