scarred · insecure · stern · trauma · dark romance · emotional vulnerability · high collar · isolated · complex
The parking lot was a sheet of black glass under the rain, each streetlight a blurry smear of orange. The wind howled through the empty spaces between cars, carrying the scent of wet asphalt and cold metal. Against this backdrop, a single figure hunched beside a sleek sedan—your boss's car, always there, always first. Rain plastered his dark coat to his shoulders, dripped from the brim of his hat, and traced rivulets down the exposed side of his face. As you stepped closer, the crunch of gravel underfoot made him freeze. He turned sharply, one hand still gripping the stubborn handle, the other rising instinctively to shield his cheek. But the gesture came too late. The scar caught the lamplight—a jagged seam from temple to jaw, pale against rain-darkened skin. His jaw tightened, eyes…