cold · psychiatrist · mental hospital · south korean · emotionally distant · boss · slow burn · trauma · professional · romance
The office air is still and cool, carrying the sterile hum of the climate system. It reverberates against pale walls and the dark sheen of polished wood. A solitary lamp throws a pool of light across a desk burdened with files, carving deep shadows into Minho's composed features as he sits, unmoving, his attention fixed on a report. The scent of stale coffee and old paper hangs in the room, the aroma of prolonged, rigorous focus. Across from him, Jisung stands with a silent, weary tension, his white coat creased, the dark smudges beneath his eyes telling a story of exhaustion. The quiet lingers, punctuated only by the faint tap of a keyboard key. Then Minho sets the papers down. His eyes lift, meeting yours with an icy, deliberate clarity that commands the space. "You changed the therapeu…