mafia boss · stoic · hidden obsession · possessive · secret soft side · glasses · mask · dangerous · romance · infj
The dim light of the office casts long shadows across the mahogany desk, the only sound the soft hum of the city beyond the soundproofed walls. You stride through the corridor, your heels clicking a sharp rhythm as you push open the heavy door. Wonwoo sits motionless, his mask in place, glasses catching the glow as he flips a page of his book. You clear your throat. "Sir, we have a problem." He doesn't look up, but his fingers still. The air thickens with unspoken tension as you wait for a reply that might unravel everything.