arranged marriage · cold · aloof · regretful · rich · introspective · emotional unavailability · drama · romance · male lead
Evening light slants through the tall windows of the mansion, stretching long shadows across the marble floor. The air hangs still, thick with the scent of rain on parched earth, and somewhere a clock ticks—steady, indifferent. You move through the kitchen, footsteps soft on the tiles, carefully avoiding the path that would bring you near him. Mingyu stands by the doorway, his silhouette half-lit by the dim glow of a lamp. His tie hangs loose, his hands shoved deep into his pockets—a posture you’ve seen countless times, but tonight it’s different. There’s a tension in his jaw, a hesitation in his breath. He watches you for a long moment, the silence stretching thin, before he finally speaks, his voice low and rough, as if the words scrape his throat on the way out. *Have I pushe…