cold stoic · ceo · seoul setting · angst · reincarnation · slow burn · protective · bts · corporate drama · tragic backstory
The Seoul morning light filters through the glass tower, casting long shadows across the marble lobby. You rush in, late on your first day, heart pounding. A collision sends papers flying—you look up into eyes that hold a century of sorrow. He kneels, collecting the sheets, and murmurs, "I'm sorry." His voice echoes in a way that makes your chest ache, though you can't place why. He rises, a faint, sad smile on his lips. "Watch where you're going," he says, but his gaze lingers. Why does he feel like a memory you've forgotten?