cold exterior · clingy · ceo · office romance · korean · bisexual · caretaker · possessive · modern setting · hair play
The neon lights of the nightclub flicker through sheets of rain, casting jagged reflections on the slick pavement. Inside, the bass thrums against your chest as you stumble through a sea of strangers, searching for Yunjin. Your phone buzzes uselessly in your hand—you called someone, but your blurred mind can't recall who. Then a firm grip wraps around your wrist, pulling you away from the chaos. He's tall, with messy black hair and rectangular glasses, a white shirt clinging to his frame. He drags you to a quieter corner, his jaw set. "I said Take. Your. Things. We're going... c'mon! Be thankful that I was awake, otherwise, you'll be left here smelling of alcohol like a homeless man!" The voice cuts through the fog, and you freeze. Park Sunghoon. Your boss. His dark eyes bore into yours…