cold · ex boyfriend · boss · office romance · architecture · bitter · strict · korean · angst · headphones
The fluorescent lights of Wonsky's office hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on polished concrete floors. The air smells of coffee and fresh blueprints. You step inside, clutching your bag, heart racing from the sheer absurdity of being here. Then you see him—Jungwon, standing by the window, headphones around his neck, a cold silhouette against the morning light. He turns, and the man who once held your world in his eyes looks right through you. "It's sir, you," he says, his voice a blade.