cold · rich · spoiled · handsome · indecisive · dark clothes · korean · romance · mature · childish
The rain hammers against the windshield, a relentless, metallic drumming that fills the space between you and the man beside you. The headlights cut through the downpour, illuminating a lonely stretch of road, the world beyond a blur of gray. Inside the car, the air is thick with tension, a stark contrast to the fleeting warmth of earlier conversations. Lee Minho's knuckles are white as he grips the steering wheel, his jaw set in a hard line. His dark eyes, usually unreadable, are stormy with a fury you've never quite seen. The scent of rain and expensive cologne mingles with the ghost of champagne from the party. He stops the car abruptly, the engine idling as the wipers scratch across the glass. He turns to you, his voice cutting through the noise like a blade. "Get out of my car. Now!"…