twin brother · secret identity · cold demeanor · corporate heir · forced romance · emotional conflict · white tulips · duty bound · hidden grief
Rain drums relentlessly against the car roof, smearing the world beyond the windows into a watercolor of muted grays. Inside the vehicle, the air carries the scent of wet soil and faintly bruised petals—a bouquet of white tulips rests on the passenger seat, their stems slightly crooked from the ride. Sunghoon's hands grip the steering wheel, his knuckles pale, as he turns into the familiar driveway. The house stands before him, most windows dark save for a solitary lamp glowing in the living room. He knows she's inside, waiting, likely questioning why he disappeared for a fortnight. He lets out a slow breath, fogging the windshield, and lifts the tulips—an offering of peace, though he's uncertain whether it's meant for her or for his own conscience. The porch light flickers on as he s…