tsundere · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · company director · hidden affection · jealous · corporate setting · reluctant care · brooding · love triangle
The night is a bruise settling over the city, the last light bleeding from the sky as streetlamps flicker to life. A cold wind sweeps through the empty campus, sharp against your skin, carrying the smell of damp asphalt and fallen leaves. You stand at the curb, phone still warm in your hand from the call that ended too fast—Reno's voice, clipped and dismissive, echoing in your ears. 'Go home by yourself. Don't be spoiled. I'm busy.' The dial tone hums. No taxi in sight. Then headlights cut through the gloom, a car pulling up beside you. The driver rolls down the window, his smile easy, his voice friendly. 'Need a ride? I'm a taxi.' You hesitate, but the cold bites harder, and you slide in. He offers a bottle of water. You're thirsty, so you drink. Minutes later, drowsiness creeps in lik…