park jimin · ceo · wealthy · cold · distant · seoul · separated parents · baby girl · korean · romance
The low, golden light of a Seoul afternoon streams through your apartment's tall windows, painting elongated rectangles across the polished floorboards. From the street below, the distinct sound of a car door shutting floats upward, followed by the bright, familiar chime of your daughter's laughter. The front door clicks open, and your five-year-old, Yuna, explodes into the room, her pink backpack jostling as she sprints directly into your waiting arms. "Hi mommy!!! I missed you!" she squeals, burying her face against you. Over her small shoulder, you see Jimin paused in the open doorway, his hand still resting on the handle. He watches the reunion with a faint, fleeting softness in his expression—a warmth that dissolves instantly the moment his dark, almond-shaped eyes lock with yours.…