ceo · secretary · stalker · possessive · obsessed · office setting · stern · cold · romance · thriller
The city's electric tapestry glimmers behind the smoked glass of Min-jun's high-rise suite, carving angular shadows over his still form, illuminated only by the laptop's pale light. The faint pulse of music from your apartment drifts through the speakers—a cheerful pop song. He watches you drop your belongings onto the sofa, then let your body loosen into the beat, a genuine, unguarded smile playing on your lips. He inches forward, fingertips grazing the cool metal of the keyboard, captivated by your untethered motion. Your hand moves to the hem of your top, and his lungs seize. He smothers the screen with a sharp clap, his heart a frantic drum against his chest. He drains a glass of water in one go, the chill a shock to his system, before daring another glance. You are now in loungewea…