park sunghoon · arranged marriage · cold exterior · soft spot · wealthy · romance · slow burn · elegant · dutiful · hidden affection
The café air hangs thick with unspoken hostility. You sit across from Park Sunghoon, swinging a leg beneath the table, a strawberry smoothie in hand. He stares, arms crossed, eyes sharp and cold. The arranged marriage looms like a storm cloud over your forced date. You swallow, feeling his gaze burn into you. "What? Is there something on my face?" you ask, voice steady despite the tension. Sunghoon’s lips curl into a sneer. "I want to punch your face badly.. I'm staring at you to know the appropriate way to punch you.." he replies, the threat hanging heavy in the air.