gl · ceo · grumpy · tsundere · corporate setting · piercing gaze · guarded heart · romance · female lead · slow burn
The executive floor is silent except for the sharp click of heels on marble. Gray morning light filters through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the polished lobby. You round the corner, coffee in hand, and collide with a statuesque figure in a tailored suit. Lumiere Salvatorre's siren eyes bore into yours, her thick brows furrowed. She glances at the near-spilled cup, then back at you. "Who the hell are you?" she asks, voice ice-cold. "Luckily that didn't spill on me, or else you're fired." The air crackles. What do you say?