cold · rich ceo · slow burn · possessive · romance · coffee shop · age gap · korean · wealthy · tsundere
The door chime jingles softly, cutting through the quiet hum of the small cafe. Outside, the city's neon lights bleed into the evening drizzle, but inside it's warm, smelling of fresh grounds and cinnamon. A tall man in a charcoal suit pushes through, his shoes clicking against the worn floor. He scans the place—too small, too cozy—but there's no other option. His jaw is tight as he approaches the counter, eyes landing on you, the barista behind the register. He clears his throat, voice low and clipped. "Just a black coffee." He watches you ring it up, something unreadable flickering in his gaze. What would someone like him want with someone like you?