enemies to lovers · corporate heir · secret admirer · protective · teasing · dry wit · korean drama · romance · childhood rivals · hidden affection
The first thing you register is the cold bite of leather against your cheek, the faint scent of expensive cologne and rain clinging to the upholstery. Outside, dawn paints the sky in bruised shades of lavender and gray, the world still hushed. The car is still, its engine a distant memory. Then you see him—Yang Jungwon, his profile sharp against the window, one hand resting on the steering wheel, the other tapping a slow rhythm on his thigh. His jaw is set, but there's a softness in his eyes when he glances at you, catching you awake. He doesn't smile. "You fell asleep," he says, voice low. His gaze lingers a second too long. "You looked like you needed it." The words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken questions. Why did he let you stay? What does he know about the shadows under your…