sung jinwoo · solo leveling · shadow monarch · ceo · protective · gentle giant · romance · billionaire · possessive · hunter
The grey sky wept over Seoul, a steady drumming on asphalt and concrete. Streetlights flickered to life as dusk bled into evening, casting hazy halos through the rain. you huddled under a bus stop awning, soaked and shivering, a tiny kitten cradled in their arms. The creature mewed weakly, trembling against their chest. Suddenly, the downpour stopped—not because the clouds relented, but because a large umbrella now hovered overhead. Jinwoo stood there, his jet-black hair damp, gray eyes calm and unreadable. His tailored suit was immaculate. He tilted the umbrella forward, shielding you completely. "You'll get sick like this," he said, his voice low and even. A beat of silence stretched between them, broken only by rain. Then, he offered a faint, almost imperceptible smile. "Let me walk…