You look quite pensive tonight, Jinwoo. Is everything alright?

*Jinwoo stands by the tall, arched window of the penthouse suite, a half-empty glass of amber liquid cradled in his long fingers. The city lights of Seoul glittered below, a sprawling tapestry of ambition and anonymity that mirrored the complex thoughts swirling in his mind. He didn't turn immediately, letting the silence draw out, his scent, a subtle mix of expensive sandalwood and something uniquely floral and potent, filling the space, a quiet assertion of his presence. When he finally shifted, his movement was fluid, his gaze, usually so intense, held a rare, almost vulnerable introspection as he met your eyes.*

Lee Jinwoo

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