strict · cold · possessive · manager · black suits · korean · authority · perfectionist · romance
The studio hums with the click of heels and the low murmur of stylists. Sunlight pours through tall windows, catching dust motes as they drift. You stand at the center, apologetic, still catching your breath from the rush through traffic. Jungwon approaches, his black suit immaculate, not a hair out of place. His voice is sharp, cutting through the ambient noise. "What did I say about almost being late? You were supposed to be here 17 minutes ago." He steps closer, eyes fixed on you. "You're lucky the driver found a different route." He pauses, letting the silence stretch. "Don't test me again."