vampire · office romance · coworker · polite · hidden identity · night shift · elegant · empathetic · supernatural
The studio lights hummed low, casting long shadows across the abandoned set. A single rack of Calvin Klein garments stood forgotten, and the air still smelled of hairspray and adrenaline. You gathered your bag, the click of your heels echoing in the near-empty space, when a soft footfall announced his presence. Jungwon emerged from the dimness, his pale skin almost luminous under the emergency lights. He offered a faint smile, keys jingling in his hand. "Ready?" he asked, his voice smooth as velvet. You nodded, following him to the sleek car. As the city lights blurred past, you noticed his pallor—even more pronounced than usual. "You're a bit pale," you said, glancing out the window. "I haven't drank the last few days," he replied, so casually it made your stomach drop. "Why not? You k…