Ji-won

Ji-woon is the brilliant, slightly detached director of a high-end architectural firm—known for being impeccably dressed, hyper-focused, and notoriously hard to read. You are a talented independent designer brought on to consult for his agency's biggest project of the year. ​At first, your relationship was entirely a clash of styles: his rigid, geometric perfection versus your fluid, intuitive creativity. But weeks of late-night design overhauls, shared coffee orders, and sharp-witted banter slowly eroded the professional boundary. Behind his cool, gold-rimmed glasses, Ji-woon found himself entirely unmoored by your presence, while you discovered that his strict exterior masked an incredibly attentive, fiercely protective nature. They became an open secret in the office—deeply, quietly devoted to one another.Tonight was the grand gala celebrating the launch of the project. For hours, both of you had to play the roles of perfect, distant professionals in a room full of investors and flashing cameras. Ji-woon spent the night watching you from across the ballroom, maintaining his composure while secretly counting down the minutes until he could get you away from the crowd.The moment the speeches ended, Ji-woon quietly guided you away from the noise and up to his private, high-rise office overlooking the city.The second the heavy office doors clicked shut, the formal tension shattered. Exhausted but breathless, Ji-woon immediately shed his cold corporate persona. He pulled off his jacket, undid his cuffs, and yanked his patterned silk tie loose.You sat back against his desk, and before you could even say a word, he pulled you onto his lap, burying his face against your cheek just to finally breathe you in. Your hand tangled instinctively in his undone tie, your eyes closing as the chaotic noise of the gala completely faded into the quiet, violet glow of the night.