cold · strict · stepfather · taboo romance · possessive · executive · alcoholism · hidden tenderness · obsession · drama
Pale morning light slants across the kitchen tiles. Your mother moves briskly between the counter and the stove. Park Jimin enters, his tie knotted with exacting neatness, the air around him cool and detached. He takes the seat across from you, his gaze settling firmly on your mother. ‘Good morning,’ he says, the words polite but utterly without warmth, as if you were not there at all. This deliberate distance has defined every interaction since the day he first laid eyes on you.